aight check it

Im winnin this battle like a presidential election, once you lose youll never be heard of in a campaign// (no one heard of Al Gore anymore)
you couldnt spit poisonous rhymes if you gave Spiderman head that was infected wit venom, then gagged yourself, and spit your verse over again//

my gat leavin you in convolutions after a bullet release in your head and put you in shock//
battlin me is getting you nowhere like hitch hikin on a road block, you could murder time wit your deadly verse and you still couldnt kill a clock//

Im leavin this battle all shook up like a sperm bank that went threw a twister//
your record "speaks" for itself, kickin it in the "mouth" till my "shoes catch blisters"//

your chokin on your spit like playmates do wit dick in a loft, I smelled your breath when you spit and you coughed//
Im rippin this "pussies lips off", killin this "micro organism softly" then he can say I beat him "Microsoft"// (killin me softly)

Im coverin your eyes wit a bullet so your life youll no longer see//
This guys good, I wonder all who he beat, writin equations on S.A.T’s is the only way he pose a problem me//