dowg i wuz doin sumthin a lil more important than this fuckin battle so calm ya ass down and take the ass whoopin like a man..........

My rhymes crack spines, smash vertebrates & drain ya spinal fluid/
Paralyzed, but that's only minor compared to what I fire/
Ill put holes through ya clothes, rewrite my name as the designer/
You don't go to war you protest/
I serve & protect, you hopeless/
Spears from here cause damage severe/
Spheres surround this queer & manage the fear, I suggest you manage to steer clear/
Metamorphic abortions or your rhymes is supported/
Intentionally distorted when I report it, so when you record it its already been placed in orbit/
Your verses is shorter than a black mans life in a horror movie/
Fuckin whore groupie, running at me full force & still cant move me/
Your vision is blurred from this rhythm of words I serve at I submerge/
You earn what you deserve, & you broke so disperse/
Reverse back to before you entered this challenge/
My bars will leave you surrounded & your thoughts clouded, you lack talent/
Battling me, there's "no point" like new pencils/
Ill put sharpened utensils to your temple, & watch as you go blank, like instrumentals/
The first round, so its only right I let the "heat" bust/
Illynice, shit, envy deez nuts....ONE