The killing is near, look like a boxing bag the way im hitting-you.//
I'm coming half-assed, so I know I can't drop as much shit-as-you//
Leave this punk rattled, im known to be laughing-at-vets//
Its like your verse is made from "dockers" cuz your "Slacking in text"//
This newb oughta get off my nuts-theres no sexual rush//
You prob got a retard typing your verse cuz you want that "special touch"//
I'm clowning this herb...and on the site im pounding him first//
But why try? when ya level of respect...can be found in the dirt//
Acknowledge the hurt, with no stopping I'm ripping his stanzas//
Cuz Ithica's a performing choke artist...and my dick is the canvas//

^^10 lines
lets see what you got