Hea's two different verse I did.......holla

Real emcess is on tha brink of extinction, that’s why we steppin’ our
game up to seize all hazy in-distinction/
Some crazy human beings are lyin’ juss in spite, sayin’ oh yea rip
tha mic, dawg you straight up tite/
But they fake surrounded by tha false hopes of getting “cake”, or any other
irrelevant term for money you can make/
For christ’s sake, take some time and get ya head straight cuz every concept
you take is either imprudent or fake/ (imprudent= unwise)
Think of all tha excuses you can make for ya whack ass jumpin’ on tapes/
And actin’ smug and boastful when any real emcee would roast you/
So you a dead duck, I’m givin’ tha heads up like I’m sposed to/
Before I verbally slay you and physically spray you, wit tha “Nine Nails”
in my mouf “inch”in’ to filet you/
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My rhymes will Twist-Ya-Wrists and leave ya Wit-Broken-Fists/
after i manhandle you..ya ass rhymes get ripped/
cuz no skills is a main component that ya really lackin/
so watch ya back son....you don't know what i'm packin'/
my rhymes are too-complex for you to compare wit-tha-next/
cuz i got people jockin' me why you there's so many wrecks?/
In Illinois...prepare boy cuz i wont back down ima clown ya ass and watch yo style drown/
You can call me religious so everybody bow-down to tha lyrical-princess/
for instance....jesus is tha highest form on envyness/
so quit ridin' ma clit befo' i have ta show ya what this pen-dispenses/
Lyrical-darts headed steadily straight-for-the-heart/
breakin apart ya organs after tha first rhyme starts/
pop-cart ya too-gushy to push-me so don't speak ma name cuz
we know ya straight "PuSsY"/

uppin.........