iight dis is da same verse i wrote in da other battle but dat 1 aint had a poll and he didnt spit yet

i'm going to leave you with distorted thoughts seeing different colours like frootloops
hit you with a gun then shoot you like an and 1 move on street hoops
real2def i just broke your back cause on my knees it cracked
you have to wear a-gurdle to keep it intact
i'm a monster when it comes to rap i got my gun in my strap my strap on my waist
obliterate your taste buds by putting holes in your faith
you'll look like chedda cheese with stanking breath close your mouth please its drastic how like micheal jackson your face is plastic slap your face with my guns and create an essential static shatter your teeth like glass with my gat connecting to every black plaque i could get real sinister with my bullets falling down your face like los angelos laker's shaq me destroying you is easy like you looking in the mirror and having a panic attack
the meaning of w h a c k in the dictionary your name would be all upon that

yo real spit a verse when u get in holla

dat was a wasted first real u got till 5 today to spit a verse holla

i meant to say dat was a wasted verse