Clear that you the type to start running from where the ladies go
when the best punch ya got...is from matlock...an 80's show..?
I'll see better skills on radio,u weak,ya ass is 100% mainstream
'n I ain't trying to be mean..but ur forcing multis so much,it's a pain-see?
ur flow's all foggy and rainy & i'm the opposite..I was born to strike
& how would u know if RV hate me or not...when ya neva on the site

Your style's marchin-to-prove it'll harm me, but it hardly-will-bruise
Natural Killa, realize I'm not a nerd..but still smarter than you
I surpass ya greatest already..you don't understand it honestly
Don't get angry your fame's smaller than baby ants in colonies
Your teeth grit like hominy..only to shatter like glass in ya mouth
K-Trini & Deranged..& whatever alias is what I'm sarcastic about
Bad enough this killa's a bitch-actually...catch on his introspections
It's like cassidy's concept of split personality..on the internet-done

know 'bout K-Trin & D-range?..so wat..?..in call-outs YOU ran...
cos I don't know u..but u know me...so I guess I got a new fan ()
so lemme give u a tan..and a beatin to go along wit this fire i spit
cos shit....................you still wit spittin lines,think anyone's feeling it
ur just a nerd...face it...'n it's past ur bed time..stop bein so hyper wit ya rattles
& i dun care if u an alias,bitch...i'll still merk u in the cyphers AND in battles

Stop frontin like pharell & weather-fronts..none of ya shit was clever-once
I'm potrayin-the-rest...when you were payin-for-sex..it was never-cunts
Involved in your fruity-flow..I bet you never stepped foot in a studio
I wouldn't save ya pitiful life..if I was given million dollar at best, ho
Cause you're not worth it, like fucking your girl daily..this pussy too-loose
It's like sumo wrestlers against midgets..you can't push me to lose

U don't know me...I'll not only torture u..but also point a gun at ur seeds
& wtf?..u talkin 'bout savin MY life...
.........when your own one is in need..???...
& yea...i've never been in a studio....i ain't gon deny it...i'll go 'n tell.
but based on YOUR skills....I'm sure you've never been in one as well
ur rhymes would never sell...you just deserve a big smack,bitch
but ur right.....I can't push u.....................cos i never could move a fat kid

Even as a disciplinary father..ya flow'll never take-out-a-beating
I have no kids..ya better blow ya broad's brains-out for cheatin
You rap disgrace, ax ya coffin while you in it..piss on ya-tombstone
Bruise your corpse black & blue..ya got the hook-up as two-toned
Might as well use condoms for your skully, when periods start
Multilate ya at dark..before I dump ya off in mysterious parts
Why ya keep comparing? Only differences are I smoke ganja
And this guy feedin off my shit..worse than a baby koala

u spittin shit when makin no sence,so tell me..is that all you do?
cos damn.............I seen castrated men wit bigger balls than you
have u mauled 'n bruised,but then again..u already the rotting prick
and u rappin on the net,through ya mouse...
.......but ur rhymes still ain't got a click....
and stop playin,nigga...u don't smoke ganja.............you smoke cock
& u keep posting 20 mins after me...like you trying to "choke clocks"

All I do?..Exterminate ya non talented raps to, no existence
Asked to pull out boxing gloves..& ya hands go for mittens
Too cold for submission..slice ya deep as the white-meat
Amputate ya & put ya head on car hoods..go sight-see
All ya verses expect-to-fade my style?..they connect-to-gay..
Protect-ya-shame..expectin battle with no respect-to-date
Molest-ya-dates before they ring ya doorbells..let that whore-tell
How you buy your own discs like mike jackson to import-sales

u sayin I got no talent as a punch?..HA..you need help
cos you see...to recognize talent
.......you've got to have some urself...
You been here since april...and no one knows who the fuk u is
and then have the nerve to say i get no respect?..wat the fuk is this?
and take a look,i ain't even takin u serious...ur just a big 'ol bore
thinkin ya said sumtin in ya raps?...nah..i think ya sig told more

Blah...1.

Coming to kill us all, that dream you snooze on, wake up out it
Your flows so trash..I seen raccoons hang around it
Numbness runs from waist down, ya lyrics becomin lunch
I did more here than you did in ya life, & it wasn't much
I don't need signatures..to rid of your checks & balances
You too stupid to do the math like the tests in calculus

rendor this the takeover...blah believe it?? natural killa??
u Handled Xtortion with Eaze??........................................
..........................left called for Nurse cuz you Factual hilla(healer for you dumb people)
leave myself wide open..if u believe beatin me is soft stem
write 18 Letters cuz 26 minus 8 = the times i wil RAK-HIM(rock him..rakim..dumbies)
go give you time to rite The Book of your Life, MS. Keaton(an author...dumbies lol)
cuz only thing worse then your verse....peeps you beatin

blah

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maybe ur just whack...or maybe you just lookin for a way to go out
'n it's not that u don't need sig's...it's just u don't know how
I brought fire to this match...and I'm the one wit the tightest shit
and u talkin about my life...when you ain't even got the slightest grip'
my writing sticks...ur's slide off...meet me for real,I'll have u jumping ship
& u making a punch on math and calculus...wat the fuck is that shit?

ambush 'n attack......mold ur spine up 'n shit 'till ya whole back just rots
& I don't even wanna know who the fuk you is...you whack..just stop
ur rhymes are anything but hot...go to bed......give ya nerves a flex
U givin a tutorial for ur punches...when the shit ain't even complex
BAsing a whole verse on my sig...u must be one my admirers in line
it's a first for me...that in this thread,i got complimented in some1's rhymes.

thank you for doin that cuz i thought the one after mine was for me...i was like what the fuck lmao

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