You know the rules
15 lines max
spit by tmrw noon

Cough cough lets do this...

M.O.P.~ Attenion please attenion please..this shit here feels like a whole entire world callapsin..mothafuckaaaa

Rapmaster aka cocky dumbass says " you dont wanna battle *me*"
Dont *wanna be* battlin me you'll get ya ass handed to ya *trust me*
You think ya rhymes are dynomite? haha theres gonna be a *disaster*
Heres the 1st mistake of your life bein born.the next? callin yourself *Rap Master*
I disfigure this creep...you aint tha master of *rap*...ya point ta michael johnson but im faster than *that */
I break a faggotts back..and rip out tha spine *nerve*...lately i been thru more ups and downs than a sine *curve*
Rap Master..more like the notorious *Masta-bat-er*
Claims his mommas married but i tragically *raped her*
Out pops this sick drama queen who wear a fuckin *dress*
Youre like "mr. Hanger" cuz ya came out of the closet damn *distressed*
Do u know who you fuckin wit..i'm the Son of the living *God*
lyrical SHOTS HIT you NICELY...swear you was from DETROIT cuz you get BALLED and PISSED *ON*(piston)//

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