This kid couldnt top me if he had stilts measuring 12-feet..
Im bout to switch my style.. so kid get ready for your defeat...


SWITCH-STYLE....
My punches dig deep into your skin..inflicting-pain..
A filthy syringe shooting-hard-crack in your-weak-veins..
Like a hit-of-cain.. my style is slowly decaying-your-brain..

Do you like the-rhymes-that-you-read...now you finally see..
You aint no G... so how could your wack rhymes ever compete-with-me..

Fuck this shit... There wasnt any line length rules or nutting...
so lets just get some votes on this....