-vs- Combat

Dont think i fear ur wack sh** when the fact is
You can't write ur own punches and its me u keep askin
Bastard.. There'll be no mercy until the end..
Wit tha illest sends, i'm the quickest to kill a friend
Aprehend... Everyone knows u ain't a hard ass..
You been a wreck since ur brother died in that car crash
Times past, You talk death but its yours due...
F*** You, You cried to me when ur little b*** dumped you
And yo, its now a known fact that ur wack...
Your known as the abortion of kangaroo jack
Sad but a fact , u brag about masterbation
The shotty will *spread ash* like rejoicin a cremation
F*** in b*** ,have u got that feelin that ur ripped yеt?
F*** ur mic skillz, ur known for DIck ridin chincheck
Im droppin ya , the hottest of flows arе stoppin ya
U couldn't *rap on beat* if u *recorded on a heart monitor*
Ya stupid , The loser here is you b***
Cos outcha whole audio, at no point did u stay on the music
Tonights a silent night , U know im tha violent type
Son You couldn't *beat MR* if you was a *Violent Wife*
Fill ur eyes wid spikes , To me ur jus Easy Prey
F** , You sucked on ur collaboration wid DZK
He made u look bad, i didn't like u at all
Only way ur *beatin death* is *masterbatin at a funeral*
You stalk me, U got a fascination wit ma rhymes
But You couldn't * hit the spot* wit tha dalmations in a line
Ya screamin, but no one hears u yellin for sorrow
Cos u *drew the short straw* like f*** in *elvs at mcDonalds*
Your gonna die f** , so close ya hands as u prey
How can u be tight when no one understands what u say?
So theres no more son, I ain't gonn let u borrow my lyrics
I killed you in half ur time, So FUCK YOUR TIME LIMIT