whoa... battling kaos? i'd rather take tha choke...personally suffacate ya throat
dry up ya lake of hope... brake ya nose... and techtonically shake ya flow
he likes my lines... i'll bomb this fan... and blast back to tha promised land
trys to stop this plan...but his styles more bland... than an omish mans
LM's tha answer? he thinks he cums sick cuz he has testicular cancer<<ouch
ya punchlines make as much sense... as hunting elk with no antlers<<antlers are trophies
taking this win? ya gotta betta chance surviving tied up walking tha plank
kids spits wouldnt be useful...if he despersed em in space... thru oxygen tanks
reppin ya crew right... i threw this bitch a dictionary.. still couldnt define illness<<crew
i've examined ya qualities and strong points... and with flying colors.. rated you skill-less