okay here is my shit......

yo Explict 0:2 fag u get smacked on the floor and ill jump on yo back//
i dont need alota lines to battle u, ima hunt u wit verses till u flag//
yo shits wack, sorry for beein so honest but ur rhymes just do lag//
i got hot verses made to burn down yo shak, i heat the floor cuz i expect//
after this battle u got to sit down and then ull have a burned sack//
people offer me crack just to get a fuckin copy of my rhymebook //
i dont need that shit cuz even without a drug my enemies get cooked//
first look, sook u saw that im good u should have escaped ducked//
too late, u get fucked.....u missin sumthin......its yo soul i took //
bitch u got shook but perhaps u find wack emcees to get a win good luck!//

u like to battle with kidergarden verses and i can tell u they suck//
my rhymz are made to mug fake emcees like u and i struck//
dont make yo shit public wit it u get plucked and fucked quick chic//
my performance was slick, yo head´s the drum and my verses the drumstick//


peace!

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Voice Of Tha Streetz