I'll spit first. 7 Bars. First to 3 K.O. First to 5 wins the battle.
No beef or dickriding. Here are my bars. Read them good and give me a chance.
Yo, lil'l fake gangster. U go search some rhymes on Google.
But i'm like a dissease, i kill you, no mather what.
Ur rhymes aren't worth time or a battle. I'll rip ya face.
U can't run, u can't hide. I'll kick you til in the space.
U don't know me. U don't know anybody. Don't expect too much.
Cuz at the end of this battle u go cry. i'm dutch.
But that aint stop me. I aint need a gun. I kill ya lyrically.
You faggot, i don't wanna know you. You're wierd, you're empirically .
You talk about guns ? Man u don't know what a gun is.
Little gangster, don't act like that. Learn to Diss.
U a thug ? U a kid. I'm in prison becuz I killed you.
Homo. I'll kill ya verses. Chill and take a screw.
I'm new at this shit. But i'm good, my rhymes are like a cum-king.
I'm not an entertainer, it feels like that cuz i'm really diss you.
But it's my job u know ? and i aint stop beore i killed you.
My rhymes are Syllables, they are Synonyms and Homophones.
U can't beat that, punk. I'm done with you, I'm like nomo-bones.