3rd battle/verse of the day, check it. A bit touching to some. Never-the-less, my verse awaits...

I be travelin' miles and miles, searchin' files and files/
The pain builds inside that someone killed my child/
I get the name and adress and try makin' 'em confess/
His breath smells like my daughters vest, so I progress/
Pictures of her precious face scramble in my mind/
Wait...Rewind...
As the time flys by I hear her spine crack from an M9/
Killer starts to attack as he takes advantage as my flashback/
I fight back as my hand slaps at his jaw, makin' his neck snap/
Over 200 pounds bounce off the ground with a vicious sound/
Mouth, "Baby, hes found and down, I'll be with you now"/