alright son checkin in AND SPITTIN:

Marvel-arm, what the fuck, this guy thinks he's a hero/
Bitch you aint wolverine, not even an mc your a zero/

True a lightwieght, I am too, but My punchlines make you levatate/
You'll never elavate, perverse, you read my rhymes and masterbate/

Don't breed hate, cos Basically it's suicide battlin me/
I'll slit ya bitch throat and commit necrophilia and beastiality/

So as I unload my thoughts previously untold, I'll fold/
your body into a garbage bag and bury under the earth and mould/

you aint gangster your a fake wannabee, fuckin marvel arm/
My punchlines and verbals do fakes like you perminant harm/

And why the fuck did you want me to spit first in this masterful combat/
I'll battle you toe to toe til you reach your death you wack twat/

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