My lyrics will put you in a flat line,Smack you back into time/
It's my time to shine,My rhymes i type packin more power than nines/
This kat thought i couldn't spit,got him paralyzed in shock/
I'll walk in your crib no need to knock,punch off your lips before you get a chance to talk/
Every letter I press blasts a bullet,got my hand on theT button aint afraid to pull it/
Hit you with 5 letters,turned your afro into a mullet/
tappin your phone,Got your face on this chrome,got you scared when you alone/
I'll send you home,Your lyrics stinks,my rhymes is the calone/
You dead,got Mr printed on your chest in red/
you sayin your last words in your death bed,who knew a rap battle would leave you dead/