in seven min's u couldn't "penatrate" with in inches tryin to "jack me off"/
u couldn't "beat me" cause i will be lieavin you "jerkless" so just tad along //
bitch u can't fade this how u think you gonna rip me in "bits" /
even with a trillion "micro chips" u could find a "kila" verse to "bite" harder then this//
even with a "super size" u would coudn't couldn't get "big" with me/
Cuz you couldn’t flow dope if you were an olympic urine-test//
you’ll NEVER WIN, the only W’s you made come before Rapbattles /
u had a better change of winning~then catchin good porn on cartoon channels//
my rap status is the baddest an u think u can have it... yo lyric'a couldn't be ill if u got the muno virus//
how u spittin nasty like this~not even after u lick the toliet/
u coudln't drop hott shyt~not even if ur stomaic was boling//

Time to murder an switch this kid

I come with the pain~strippin ya brain~grind you to grain~step in my trace re-range ya face...like a pacosto paint//
fuck wit ya fate~dismantal ya gate~bust you in faints~rip you in eights... cuz all of RB know i'm to fuckin ill for mate//
kid i smash in ya face~God knows that your gay~even when i stepped up in yo face/
you was suppose to be my fate~but as i'm lookin around noone's standin in ya place//
how u think u add up to my taste~u's a lil sweet you ain't nasty/
u had a better chance of being ill living in a non bateria enviroment//
you say "fuck what you heard about me"~but the thing is i havn't heard one thing about chu~since my illest threadal//

DEATH BAR
Guess-Im-winnin, you want to shit on people so you have sex-with-pigeons...Let’s-begin-it, I’m wreckin each section of your intestine while Im grinning, smash your FACE in a hotel as I CHECK-ya-CHIN-IN/


Sorry for the wait... you don't see the computer when u eatin