I posted this on a diff site, just felt like posin it on here...please leave feedback, or at least rate out of 10....

I spit eternal darkness, leave you "toothless" when "darkness falls"...
Spittin intricate tragic schemes, to bash emcees, with extractive beams, and in fact defeats, u depend and lean, leave tragedies...
Your style is fake but thats my opinion, call me the lyrical minion, mind of a wise indian, ur brains in a death trap when i begin to rap and start riddlin'...
I have the "golden -eye," the way I leave ur brain "Bond-ded" like "double" comrehensive " O's" ahead" 7" mis-understood...(When u comprehend something , u tend to say "oh" instead of 7 who don't understand, forming 007)
Leave u deadly in "disease", alive to choose your "asthmetic" "coffin"(coughing), ur decision metal or wood...
Ineffectful body and spirit, everytime wack emcees spit lame lyrics, i spit back with loud complexity so u can hear-it...
Punchez and multies is all i spit, i do it with difficulty and lyrical characteristics...
Consider this, a master spit, with an extractive diss, with an elastic twist, unexpected tricks, and tragic hitz...
I spit ultimate rhymes, read the "clock" backwards, claimin that u can "rewind time"...
Ultra fastest, my rhymes are classics, untouchable tactics...
I rhyme with catasrophes, and with massive beats, my style is rappin streets, leave reactive heat...
I flow with stylish up's, nuttin but lyrics-not ridin on dubs, thinkin this is ill, just warmin up...