I'll add to insult if your in doubt, I dare you to throw bouts/I could swing –n- miss the punch to let the wind knock you out/What you talking about? I don’t understand jibberish from kids/If you think your dope/Ill tape your wallet to yuh dads dick so you can put your money were your mouth is/This is the factor of death, and cats know my styles killer/You couldn’t hide your whackness if you spit it through Filters/Me defeating this kid is a effortless try, your gonna die/Ask Jason Biggs kid, me ‘beating’ you is easy as pie/Yuh knees buckle, my keys slam cats, yours produce chuckles/Split couldn’t land a punch off me if I was tied to a turn buckle/...
You aint as ill as you claim. . . so forget a glimpse of being famous / I beat the shit out Split Soul and his homeboy dropped out his Anus / I rip all attached. . strip skin from backs when I drop attacks / Smack your mouth so hard youll be licking dirt from your back / Your Whack dood! And before you ask why Im goring this bitch / Its out of boredom, so don’t ask me shit like im an apologetic prick / Ill make you regret the day you registered to Rapbattles.com / Then delete your application for free, its standard compliments of ScriptiX see./ Ill kick you down a cliff, walk to the bottom, and kick you back up it / Tie a noose to your neck –n- hang my fragile toy puppet / Ill cut you at the ankles so fuck saving “This last dance” / Cause like fat bitches winning prom Queen, SPLIT never had a chance / My styles elevated to the level of twin towers, so keep your mouth shut / You need Midget Steroid Fueled Erections just to keep your head up / This kids stumped, and I can only expose you as a JOKE / Cause if you left. .. youd wouldnt be remebered like the School Nerd who never SPOKE / This is up in Smoke when I kick weed tokes free from your throat / -n- let your Bloated ass Explode the cum you grasp for a last note/This ones gonnah come out of left field, cuz I hated you right off the bat/This aint intended for beef, this is simply directed at Facts/Since you found some new brothers, its time to earn your pay/
They don’t want you in their crew, they just wanted to Rent-a-Gay/Whats that shit you say?/ you just nod your head to everything we say/Ill stomp on a circle fags thoroughly to reign on your parade/