battle verse

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This cat is askin me happily 2 scrap wit me askin fora free catastrophe/
Bitch ass calamity crappin on me half weak average grama speech/
rippin him fast damaged deep fashionably smacked hammerin teeth/
Ur pissin in gas and I'm flipping a match, this ISA vision of this scrap/
Ur talkin clip in the Mack is u really sayin u bought chips and a Big Mac/
Ur not a crip if u wish that,ur just a thought of howa rich feminine kid acts/
I'd rob this bitch for his kit kats,break him off power is sent within spit raps/
Id caution this,Ima big trap,shave ur skin off,how2 invision u after this scrap/
Im ur apocalypse,kinda spit wrath,make ur grin stop,my power Ina wrist snap/
ura coward bitch ass,I'd devour u quick as flickin an ash,ouch heard whiplash/
U pout loud drippin splashs,ur mouth is rounded shaped like all the dick it had/
U think spittin raps is ur little path,thinkin insane isn't half explained if wishin that/
My shits lit like it's written wit gas.ur pussys stripping for cash,as ur lickin ass/
kiss my ass I'm the principle of class.ur stinking trash masked within ur laughs/
Ur listed as pinnacle peak of wack.in just info facts u can't finish halfa simple task/
 
A minnow Ina stream is ur path swimmed. deminished dream of rappin seen last grin/
After eatin this cats weak rap I don't even needa napkin,u sink Ina blink reflex reaction
I'm the grinnin team captain,ur seen last string,I'm winnin even in ur dreams imagined.
I'm simply speaking with meek compassion. ur minute beatin leaves u thinkin gaspin/
I'm Olympic supreme ur seen just practicin. This isn't just a dream this is real and happenin
Ur sympathy plea imminently needin wishin lust,little pup. Mixed mutt.ima pit bull stud/
I quickly bust rip u up easy as hittin a bug or even sippin a cup.so just listen up/
I'm bigger bud triple plus,after this cut only writtin stuff u be doin is spittin dust/
Lickin nuts is ur little lust. Ura vision ofa spittin clutz wit mixed up twisted bluffs/
Im more dope then this poor folk,if he sorta wrote my morse codes he'd overdose/
Ur boring comatose,like readin sorta spoken qoutes,leavin shore Ina broken boat/
Ur seein a fortune told,beefin wita immortal ghost ina war road ura abortion soul/
This course is cold,my force is bold,my report told ud be smart to devorce ur hoe/
sorry bro but the story closes wit torn noses,as my sword pokes thru its sorta gross/
 
How can this asshole manage to
battle the castle master pastor raptor tractor compactor sooo backwards ass first confident/
Now this bastard won't after I
shatter splatter slashed burnt ashes dispersed grafficks heard broke past his conscience/
Power I land planned expanded as
champion rampin commandments enhanced hits with impact closes mans consciousness/
Proud plan reacts missles in
classic issue massive big boom galactic bazooka automatic shooting flow exact ruthless bombin hits/
Towel cant save after a
grenade snackin graded passin major lackin phrase rappin stay happy AIDS's bad dream,I'm bubonic/
 
TRU honest,grew hydroponic hyper sonic twice ur longest thru ur roof and beyond it/
I've seen truer cooler comics, ur proven stupid foolish needin tutorers thru phonics/
Ur beliefs must be NUTS or just Islamic, cuz defeating me u need a bomb vest/
U think ur passed me, honestly bitch u completed the cheesy easy wrong test/
 
Im hittin u back like Chong kid,I'm bigger like King Kong is/
My thick long dick wouldn't even fit in ur little blond hoe/
U should singa song clip ud do good at mcdonalds/
Ura pussy example ofa wooden candle to the hottest stove/
Ur floppy flows are frosty cold this is not rock and roll/
Ura hoppin toad prophets told I'm winter ur stopping froze/
Ur probable nominal possible thoughts exposed ur not gold/
Ur droppin flows likea nausious cold and it's snot in ya nose/
Ur not composed proper codes ur thoughts broke shoppin for cloths/
I'm flossin posed impossible awesome flows shocking foes like water wit toast/
I slaughter the most,the father to quote topplin ur boat/
U copy and post while I'ma prodigy who just thought the most/
I'm exposing ur soul closing ur hole off as you cough and choke/
Ur a permed hoe Ina cloth robe tossed to burn with lotsa smoke/
Ur verse gots lotsa jokes,but really ur flows sum be worth a dolla bro/
This nerd's boxin a robotic code ,ur thrown punches hurting is improbable/

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