Hello

Listen here, no matter what transpires in this battle, it's obvious that i'm flyer//

cause when it comes to sexuality, your a trans for hire//

that puts you out of work cause nobody wanna see hair when they lift up a shirt//

I'm talkin complete shit, so I'm talking about what's under your skirt//

Like fast money I keep going up like gas money give me a light and I keep blowin up//

You try to put me down but I keep showin up call me two girls that makes you the one cup//

don't even try to respond to this attack cause i'm known as the god of rap//

even if your flow lit the world on fire just know that I can spit it hotter than that//

I write a sporadic flow take away all the air make it hard to breathe like an ashmatic on blow//

it's my tactic, first I say hello then i'm back at it going toe to toe with Tele the melodramatic on Shadow//

let me paint you a picture of your skill and get it just right, it'll be collosal//

cause you flows about as tight as soulja kid the paintings done, now call me picasso//

never mind what I said in my last couple bars just go by what I say now//

escaped from the circus you homo i'll knock you out you gay clown//

last two lines, you step to me you get blown up, call me a new mine eat you and get thrown up//

I'll vietnam you, take it to World War II and atom bomb you just to make sure your through//

sorry it's so small good luck.

Oh dayum you posted.. I'll add my verse later today or tomorrow… *Let me add that im not spadez* I was joking when I said I was…

You don't remember me? we used to go to school together I was head of my class//

I guess you wouldn't remember cause you sat right behind me with your head in my ass//

I don't need to study you cause you was studying me from back there//

I make it quick pain like waxing your back hair that's why you crying “rap is so unfair”//

Alright now i'll hammer the nail in the coffin and put you in place//

six feet under the ground, last thing you heard was my wicked sound splittin your face//

free the whale, let's get into detail with this shemale acting like it's tough//

sticks and stones will break you but my words will take you, make you scream “it's too rough”//

I'll jump you in your colored jump suit, cut you up then dump you out back//

your rhymes complete trash I get the crowd hoppin call me a kangaroo your stuck in the out back//

you got one thing going for you smiley your manhood, but imma see what your like without that//

we battling but what you know about combat? Nothing at all cause imma cut of them balls//

get you too scared to take another open call. I remember some stupid kid in a war zone. it was you//

i'm pick-ass-o painting a picture of this war. Change my name to sun tzu// (she wrote “art of war”)

i'm getting down to business i'm going fast so you better get with this before it's too late//

every second you don't respond I get better so don't wait. Hit me back before i'm too great//

damn i thought it said Zinn vs. teletubbie.

alright man you got one or wanna just close this?