I hope you preparing that rope to cope, 

with the flow i badda spit, Im a snyper without the need to scope, 

Dopamine dope,In the jail hes the first to drop the soap,Then he says, “call me the pope”

He raises his ass, up because he mad,and sad, his girl died in a car crash,

Call the cardiologists ,His hearth needs a gauze,

So save yourself the speeches for the applause,

this is just the practice ,  Rapping with a cause,

Ashes to ashes, dont care how many cat walks you take down the block,

We dont use hourglasses in america, we have the clock, 

Give you a hearth strain , your “Hearth” stops,more like  chainsaws unplugged in the slaughter house,

As the screams arise, and the scarlet skies get dyed, with  the pain and sorrow, of those who have tried to defeat me, but have died, trying to implement their dreams, here the dream eater, tring to be a “dream”,

Intending to come out the limits, with the flow, call this the shades requiem,

Life is a battlefield, were  you decide to figth , or die,

And I would not be one of the people, failing while they try.

Heaven and hell, angels and demons, im'a rapper that in between two arcs with no reason, 

This war in which I tremble the horizon, Fuck the peace sign,Byte youre ear out worst than Mike Tyson,

with no bland shit, leave all the tough talk back with the bets, fucking leave the last, parrallel with the best, my lyrcks parrallel to the rest,

The night comes, the lurkers, lurking around,theory dying of frigth,

He gets epilepsy attacks, forgot he that he got, a killah on his side, 

Kid have pride, you  could kill beats, with the sound of youre rhymes, but for now lets, just, rock the craddle, sit and battle,in chasis, they call me pegassis, i switch this side, left to right, x and y axis,like im like im shadow boxing,

compared to me ,you sound like a kid, high on on ectasy,

You sound like you choking so breathe, leave the try-hard back, 

And flow with the rhymes like that, 

I already know im gonna lose, but imma flow like i aint, got no clue, no bruise,

take a step in these size 8 shoes, and see what i mean, my flow aint random,

I just like youre numbers, so i rather choose.

I feel like re-battling you, so if you dont have any plans or stuff to do, would you consider another battle after this one is finshed, this time I want to mix up the whole scheme, lets do something different from conventional battles. Lets talk latter about this. 

This made me lol, Theory youre one of SVP'S top ten in my opinion, but like  that other guy said, youre mastering area is the audio battle, you could spit like no ones deal, nice battle.

No offense Turabo but em slaughtered you, better punchs/multi's. Don't get me wrong. You were ight but his verse were better to me