I'm not in t.i.c jus helpin out hypnotic....let's go

If j.k.rowling write books of cantagious, only then it'll be known,
Only if dw ate H-bombs it's the only way he would of blown/
Stoned to death, cuz potent is rockin this joint to the extreme,
Couldn't be dirty if he was in a pudle of mud, always come clean/
De-mean ya, cuz your raps are hittin me so gentley-man,
Lost the plot battlin me, cuz i tear up all your writin plans/
Spittin for you's banned, Isn't entered so go get The Ends help,
I sort ya unfinished business, so dw can pass-over the belt/
Dw taken a turn for the worse, turned up battlin me herb
Can't dis-perse ya two-cents cuz your non-cents wit words/
Dw only preferred if dr come on this thread and start voting,
Opening wounds,Contahious the most hated crew never establishing/
Cuz i bury ya whole crew six feet under...u prolly think theres ,seven left,
Outta breath cuz i pipe your verse...just alot of winded lines,
30-29?yup cuz you battled 59 newbs n now thats changed this time/
Ma-ligns crush the backbone of your chances...don't stand any at-all,
Dw stalls his raps, like a roofing of a market place n with no walls/
This fool never found-atings his rhymes, easily disappear like skips,
Dw trips over wit constapation, hasn't learned the ropes of shit /

Rip a gang-sta cuz contagious goin no where..but dw ain't got no thug n can't rife,
His lines so small he has too ssttrreettcchh them so he can have a bigger life/

there it is..oNe