good verse man

Checkin in yo...............

I dont belive your a newb even though you spit like one,
and after checkin ya verse I know this battles over b4 its begun.

I clocked ya skills and they rusty like used time peices,
You have no iron in ya structures I can tell from the creases.

I saw you searching on the floor for ya brain you couldnt find,
You head flipped open and I saw it empty you musta lost ya mind.

I heard you were hungry so I mailed you a photo of ya last babes breast,
and you swollowed her up whole so you could say I fed you ya ex.
(mailed-fed ex)

Im splittin ya verse up and picking at it, you hear me moan like bitches,
But as you laughin at me ima knock you out leaving you in stiches. (Laughing-in stiches)

Here ya go sorry about the delay...............