WFB-(Written Freestyle Battle)

My mind is play ground for the devil to roam around

If you attack me your getting hunted down by my hounds

If you step into my bounds, in my life, your getting knocked back 3 blocks

i dont give ah fuck who looks not even superman can cock-block

il beat my dick off the brick walls and shake the earth and form a crack

disconnect the homeless shack from Mc- Donald drive through

listen to these whack rap beat emcess disagree,lyrics that people speak

its a personal speech that they have to get off there chest

it make more sense if your income was coming from blow jobs

i saw your momma up in Net leggins .and she sweating, with her breasts saggin

knees bent on the grass, giving me head, i was walkin by to pick up my package

il gift wrap your mother n send back to china n return the postage stamp for 1 cent

thats all shes worth, pull forth the mic abit i take a closer look

lemme give an example which kid is mind shookin

ima make your world tip upside-down,

like that moment when you father gave you shaken baby syndrome

you cant even keep 1 girl in you bedroom without having to throw a tantrum

whats the conundrum,my sick mind is a miracle wisdom

Your brain is lack of tissue and sound like you have personal issues

im just playin you like a deck of cards, im just the joker

mind tricking you to stop bickerin and bitchen, if you'd absorb and listen

im the sick edition i aint came to ruin you reputation

do you even pay attention to words that are seriously slobbered in bombs

coming at you like shotgun slugs

il step on you like a bug if anyone steps past my boundary line

no shrug or bypass. i wont let that mistaken happen

i dont have the time, to deal with pussy's who rap about money

triple double-scoop on a sugar cone, il slaughter anybody and break off the wishbone

slather your manboobs in salami

beware next time if you interfere with me cause,

il bite down on your head like a gummy bear.

Im a real emcee whos freely-free styling from the dome

trynna get famous cause i have passionate for rap

you -your just a definition of a whack lyricist when i crack the combination

stealin every bar and rewind it back down your wind pipe so you choke on

your words and dont forget to learn to stop spitten like your gagging a dick