ok

i enter you thoughts, an attack through ur sub conscious mind,
this battle, is the definition of precedense, to u a defeat i bind,

i come with illest delivery, im like a post man, driving a herse,
rap with swiftest flow, battle a muggin, like stealin woman purse,

this guy throwing punches with a limp wrist, they dosent hurt,
i rappin on hunches hit u with deaths kiss jus one complete merk,

didnt realize that u could freestyle a pre-written battle so soon,
reused punches, ugly flow u should only come out with the moon,

i could only manage 8 lines, i got writers block.....lol.......................
u might of took this battle cyanide....................................

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