And you dont stop

Impulse, sure you lyrical, but you aint say shit/

you'd have to swallow magnets, to be attractive/

swallow a maggot, in order to be fly/

call me swat ima saboteur, you're an amateur/

you dont have balls ,so you need a dick to fuck/

actually you're a faggot, you need a dick to fuck

jump on melohype's shit, you be hella typing/

but never spit your writtens, that's why you have no flow/

and im not gunna be off beat to imitate ya/

i know competition intimidates ya timid nature/

i eliminate ya, stimulate your senses, no wonder they call it dope/

i dominate then, terminate them, to decimate them/

hit like im a tornado, fascinate when i explode/

ima rogue your vogue, usually i don't boast/

lyrical flame, you only have partial bars/

nice wordplay, but bars aren't meant to be read/

they are meant to be said at the bottom of your hearts scars you pretend poet/

you sugar coat it, skywoot is fire wood he is readily assumed dead/

to soon be smoking and smote d blast the trumpet/

these are your last days, hear ye the crickets, join the starlets/

i turn your white blanket, and carpet scarlet, with your pickets, you dumb shit/

scars lit on fire, assault them, with salt till its revolting/

i always shorten circuits, if your spitting through a wire/

words with no merit, no story, make me tired, wraps on rap/

sorry to be on that, leave you a mummy cliche, stacks in stash/

submit to the summit before you plummet this my kingdom/

you didn't inherit that why inhabit that welcome to a rats trap /

you running for a piece of cheese, but when you rap its like your ripping ass/

who split the cheese, acting like my drunk uncle does sippin 'gnac you fricken yacking hack//

you rarely know what you're talking about, shut yo lying mouth, and be walking out/

before beef increases and we fight more best call police im not polite/

you do little lyrical strip tease snippets byside the pole lights/

besides please thats when you get set on fire meanwhile/

i sip tea snickering you'll go through my rappin shits you little shit freestyles/

you check for fifteen minutes, then you wet after from pissin yaself/

meanwhile im spitting, if you a medieval king then face guillotines/

i kill emcees, you're medieval, im complete evil, you aren't equal, screw you/

you are a hermaphrodite get a mac to bite. kill you, i swear i will do/

people gunna have to replace my words with asterisks contest this/

im profane thats the reasons pros are feign to proculaim my name you are lame/

contest this/

thats like sitting in a room of burning asbestos you act like you have ass to risk/

i master the adjective you have an impulse then take my ritalin/

i'm pulse of this game not you and im not speeding up cuz you aint hyping me up/

cuz you fucking suck im the pulse and pump and i'll never stop/