iight look.

Dis kid wordplay cant even manage to play scrabble let alone string a good enough verse//
Leave this kid in his box every Mc that steps up 2 me gets the curse~fuk dat shit each one leaves in a hearse//

Grab da mic force it down his throat so him and his mum get some thing hard to Choke~on//
He only got me to drop first to fuel his ideas just a excuse to use my verse to feed~upon//

Id drop more dam 10 bars just the fact that he couldt last the pace wit a mc like me//
Blow this battle wide apart smash Word~away~from~play just like im spittin T.N.T//

My rhymes hack away at da skin to da bone like my tounge is a sword//
Ill put my hand throw ur back not even botherin to think just snap ur spinal cord//

iight done post up b