(JUST SOMETHING I WROTE, MEANT TO BE A GENERAL BATTLE...)

circumnavigatin' my illiterations stationin'
my jurisdictions placin' wack depictions into fiction
dictions designate my mind proliferate and you will find
and try to confiscate my predicates with no remorse for etiquette
my rhetoric is definite all other quacks are delicate
combobulatin' problematic tactics on their silly tip
this rhymin' promenades the everglades and generates
a rappin' renegade that's quenchin' thirsty kids like lemonade
my lingual blade is singular to focus when i finish ya
and minister a sinister hyperbole to murder ya
i'm burnin' ya with rappin' conflagration in my place when
suckas try to step and mess i guess they haven't learned their lesson
when i'm blessin' like a chaplain on sorry saps with rappin'
phony homies with they yappin' ask yourself just who you're crappin'!!!???