10 lines max
you know the rules


This fags a loner which burns his life faster/
Hence his name..he gets invisible friends..a Shadow-Caster/
You can barely stomach my rhymes like quivering-crunches/
Working as a waiter is your only experience at delivering-punches/
Pretendin to be a baseball player is the only time you spit-just-like-a-star/
shadow just checks my past verses if he needs help to get-another-bar/
Yur like the teeth of osteoporosis patients cuz you’re easily knocked-out/
kid..if good lyrics were the key to the door…you’d be locked-out/
After this battle u b like Machiavelli tryin to fake ya death/
U wanna break my neck while you couldnt even brake a sweat/

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