You wanna headfight? i'll give you head lice/
my rhymes are air tight while yours leak in space flights/
websites get logged on because i love to text fight/what i write ignites and turns you to ''just ice''
I'm just nice with this no misprinted blueprints/
you couldnt get with my written shit if we had the same finger prints/and you fake rapper stop talkin about your style spittin in lyrical weapons/
your style is like the clothes you wore yesterday.....slept in/
while the scripts u flip couldntwin the special olympics/
if me and you swoop stood face to face i'd give you wirters blocc fo real/spit a mace of skills and melt yo ice grill/
deuce believes in stret justice so no prohet can save ya/and like the pope in a wheel chair you dont stand a prayer/and your screen anme one again whats that?
that lame shit sound like it was part of government cut baccs/what i write is better than anythang you ever recited/only three things you can do ''bite it'' ''nothin'' or ''like it''
man i want to audio battle, im a rapper, im not a written battler, i like to drop songs an shit, tyghten up my flows in a way i can get paid..feel me, writtens aint getting noone no where...