Title- Reasonable Doubt

verse 1-
a lyrical massacare of ideal proportions/ ill have you beggin on the streets for lyrical extorcions/ kombat with me is like lakers without kobe and shaq/ your goin uncontested and putten up a "trap" to put ya self in the "mix of rap"/ the shots you take at me are pellets put up to ma tanks/ like a gun with no bullets you throwin up BLANKS/ you rock a shitty throw back i got one thing to say to you/ "THROW" that "BACK" in ya closet cause ya rap careers through/ no more greezy talk or wearen the slated brim/ ill have you prayen to god battlen me now thats a sin/ ima unleash the fury of ma rhymes/ have you thinken you smoked a whole brick but you neva seen a dime/ ima attack you with metaphores and similes/ usen lyrical connections with "like" to defend me/ im the untouchable, and fo real no one can touch or contest/ stomach tide in knots maken it hard for you to digest/ so ill put you on the spot and present you with the challenge/ ill give you raw shit then see if you can manage/ yea thats right i am the king of the note/ fuck LL cool J cause im the G.O.A.T/ spontanious, speratick, the best talent is mine you just cant have it/ so ill leave you strangelled ina noose around ya neck/ leaven ya bones scattered like a 42 car pile up wreck/

CHORUS-
ten times outta ten im gonna destroy you/
unleash the assassine deploy the decoy/
you really faked out/
then i come from behind and kill you without reasonable doubt/
try your luck go grab you a 4 leaf clova/
bitch you done get ready for the JEW UNIT TAKEOVER/

verse 2-
im gonna bring you serious lyrical destruction/ so you all gon' feel ma rath of violent reprecution/i drop rhymes like bombs that straight up explode/ bombs that taint your ears so you cant understand morse code/ i own the crown it cant be taken away/ with talent and edge i open your eyes to this rappen cliche/ a rap vocabulary to efficiant for you/ so ill use unconstitutionalized gargantuane lyrics to mentally confuse you/ expect the unexpected with a rhyme of unbelievable tactics/ you tryen to protect yaself with rubbers and plastics/ this joint will be at the top of the classics/ with lines that kill and really turn matters drastic/ the name is X Ecution/ i came here with a lyrical solution/ and given you jobs like hoes and corner prostitution/ rap is ma mentor so ill pass on the lesson/ and keep hitten you with disses just to leave you guessen/ so when im done consider it a blessen/ but it dont matter cause aint no one contesten/ so ill leave you in a dirty ol' trunk/ dismantled and bruised/in the end your body will be beaten and contorted/ after this lyrical kill, ill have your images distorted/

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verse 3-
dont make me unleash the demon of raps apitimy/ as the verses play over and over till yall get sick of me/ ill make ya head trip like you OD'EN on pills of acid/ and ill have you thinken you gettin eaten by gators from lake placid/ shit ya mental capacity is totaly fucked/ you cant remember if ma punch hit ya or if you ducked/ but you ina hospital with severe lyrical burns/ up in ICU with ya parents maken fun of you, taken turns/ with a shock to ya brain ill lyrical attack you/ ill have you repeating this rhyme like a permenent mental tattoo/ do you really think you have a shot when you battlen me/ common man think it through/ before i make you the embarassment of my lyrical point of view/ i brew up a storm to straight up and blow you away/ leave your body on display with your bones in total decay/ you be more confused then the way a shaksperean play seems/ and ill have you scratchen ya head like you just saw a real mid summer night dream/ i dont think you'll like the thought of a violent scheme/ haven murder and blood as the number one theme/ ill leave you shaken like wind that hit cradles/ and your head spinnen more than jam masta jays turn tables/

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lol, you should just drop 1 verse, people don't have time to be reading all that shit

yeah shorten it... for real... no wonder you was gettin slept on... but keep rhymin

I agree.. I mean, it's a'ight to drop a full rhyme... but, honestly you should be workin' more on one verse at a time... you need some serious elevatin'... your vocab is kinda small, your flow is a'ight for the most but it's kinda hard to follow... some rhymes seemed forced..... an' that hook.. shit was weak, serious.. before you try the deep end, start in the kiddie pool... lol, keep elevatin' dawg..

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uppen ^^^^^^^^^^

nigga betta mmove my name fro mthat bull shit in ya sig u ain'trip me nigga i neva knew we had a battle told u homey gimme my rematch prick

The first bar you hurt yourself,
"a lyrical massacare of ideal proportions/ ill have you beggin on the streets for lyrical extorcions/" - you used lyrical twice...Many people get annoyed by that quickly. (Just so you know)

I read only some of it, and first off, people usually wont read a whole open mic if its that long.

But your not to bad, keep on rapping and you'll notice an improvement.

ALSO, check out the Wackness Emergency Center. Its like a lyrical help area,

^^^ on one of ma old shyts

toooo theeee toooop