Nigga your best beat is to put your mic on mute and just keep silent..before I make you choke on yours words and I start to get violent //
My skill to yours is like Master Splinter to the Mutant Turtles..your still playing hop scotch while I'm jumpin hurdles //
How do you think you have the skill to battle this heavy weight? When my punches are knockin you from state to state //
Don't debate..your lyrically endangered..your styles so far back your still written your shit with a rock and slate //
This shits gettin ugly..fuck that..this shit is fuckin grusome..I'ma write you some better punches lines to have and you need to use em! //
I'm long and lasting with High Endurance like Old Spice..my shits rippin you apart with each punch real nice //
I rip styles on da mic so fast it would make ya head spin and break ya neck..you need to realize that I'ma da rap genius..come in check //
Your sweet dawg you ain't no hard thug..I'll punch ya till I break ya jaw while you just cry and give shoulder shrugz //
Bitch just retire your name and elevate your game..sign back on RB and try to put a newb to shame..//
But if you come back with your rap game da same..get ready for another lose...as to this battle the win I claim //