Coins!!

(keep the flow) Blind battle...I don't know what to say about this.

I got 15 lines to out this piece of cow shit.

Your verse got all but a "wow" bit -- how's it

anything more than a "Vote NameRestraint" mouse click?

and how's this half-man half blouse-lift rap Stan

anything more than a round slick mouth-fit on the crowd's dick? Relax man

I will follow the rules....what's battle but a skill display? all of you fools

trade the dollar bill molecules in your wallet for jewels

to earn a sick bank; to polish your tool; you should learn to give thanks when your called up in school

And you sit in front the desk of the rap teacher, on a wobbly stool---

Yeah I'm a mess. A walking tornado. A talkin volcano. atop which you're able.

to properly drop your album and call it hot, cuz if not its pure a-hole.

This battle is not your in favor--- its obvious, the scores say so...

For the record: how can you expect to turn tables with your hip-hopless, skewered fables?

if my work is something disc jockeys won't play though?