Voted For: Sir Smash'Alot

call me sir, cause im about to smash alot of ur rhymes
u wouldn't stop me if u was the fucCin stop sign
simple, wack, played.
my lyrical incinirater, cremates u, turns u into ash
im not talkin cameras, when i say you'll be caught n a flash
played
imma vicous vigilantes violently violatin u hoe
Readily reloadin rhymes disectin yo mediocre flow
no punch, no diss
Pyro packed punches pulverizing yo simple mind
u Super shocked sissy, u just a waste of my time
no punch, wack.

Your punches'll probly miss-me-fuck
Only time people scream "Cyko!" is 'dare devils' doing risky-stunts
ok
Not porno but ill leave ya face wet-tho-kid
Eternal wackness, 'Cykos trapped in his bars' like lost cause mental-patients
decent
You got a gay-flow, when you askem out chicks say-no
Look at his name for the outcome of the battle take out CY hes K O'd!
forced.

V/Smash for obvious reasons. He wasn't wack.

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