the battle is here
you rattle with fear
your shits mixed like you get a paddle an stear
You ain't really a rapper
you're batilin a battle rapper
i'll rattle ya cage faster then an italian with pasta
The words i spit are words to commit
give me your wrists because your stirrin this shit
stirrin the bowl your stirin the rage
every word that i say will have you rollin in graves
your neck is burnin, the pages are turnin
your face is burnt in including your sterman
your stomichs explodin
with your guts on the road an
your spine bending back and foldin
so what do you say, will you fear these words
i don't wanna hear no shit about easin your burns
anyone wanna go?.. this was written in 2 minutes, so i kinda expect things real quick if you know what i meen