Its on like donky kong...

Now listen…
I know your moanin’ and pissin’.
About my disrespect, and how I am so direct…
In the manner in which I come to break your… f*ckin neck…
and keep your sh*t in check.
B*tch…This is a rap battle, what the f*ck else would you expect…
something, high tech?

Maybe electronics…
Here c*nt try this, its called hooked on phonics…
See you are the rookie, I am the starter
Its like pee-wee facing Vince Carter…
KID…you just need to try a little bit harder…
And stop tryin’ to be that martyr
Cause damn, for God’s sake
You don’t have what it takes
I murdered you twice and still burnt you at the stake
Ripped out your throat…
Threw you in a moat, without a boat…
And just laughed at that sh*t you just wrote

To be eloquent, is to be relevant
And your sh*t is delicate
I f*cked it up like it was deselent…
You pestilent, Ho…
So…now you know…I won this election
With my king kong erection…
As you sit there and stare at your reflection…
In Shock and AW…
Like I just mind f*cked your mind raw
Your like how the f*ck did this happen at all

Your like… I had him when I said “ suck up that phlegm”
And corrected his grammar about Eminem,
How dare he accuse me of wanting to s*ck slim
Or toss his salad and lick his rim
B*tch go ask the misses…
When she p*sses…
Does it burn…
Does her stomach churn…
You didn’t learn
When you do play with fire you’re a** gets burned

You say I used a card to trump you with sex…
But I’m not the one giving away the herpes simplex
I just f*cked up you're world like a break up text
Cause your sh*t is sloppy like those automobile wrecks
Made your tits sag, dag…
You simple c*nt rag
And we all know you’d love to flip this sh*t and call me a fag
But to bad…I already murdered all the sh*t that you have
So, go run to your boy, little jeffs…
Cause up in here there are no refs…
So no foul…
I will blow your sh*t up like wu-tang POW!!!
As I devour your power…
And knock down your tower…
I got one thing to say to you b*tcha** coward
Your game is broke…
No joke…
As you can see I still got my stroke…
Cause b*tch can’t see me I am that cloak…
When you speak all I hear is you…..CHOKE!!!

Atleast now I succeeded in readin' your little speech
Finally you see where the apostrophes should be
See you improve whenever you listen to what I spit
I still do U, better you in a minute if u just let me hit it

I get it on, how many more times do I have to defeat u ?
How many rhymes did we write ? And each time I beat you
Your 'tactic' is see-through, and now no one believes you
U get drastic but I keep cool & now u talk 'bout how I treat u ?

Please, you come with titles like: "It's on like DonkEy Kong"
I'll be ur psych, talk about ur life, What the fxck went wrong ?
The only shxt you killed is the one u flushed just last hour
U still haven't gained skills, and I just crushed u & overpowered

Everything you ever claimed, hey, I even forgot your nickname
U haven't got the brain nor the talent to maintain in this game
Yet u come up with threads I never read to get to me every fxckin' day
Like I said, you're brain dead, so go ahead, I love mockin' ur wordplay

da** i dont kno no one who culd skool molotova u dead gunsofarsenal