1$t Rap Battle

this is battle, let me open up this venue, along here with this menu, (ahh ahh!--clearing throat) had to clear my throat now were was i oh yeah, ohh yeahh. now let me continue, you said you hotshit, like a cowpie or some shit, maybe if i dig out from under you i will find a shroom, or just open yer head and use the restroom, in order for me to plunge down the rest of you along side yer crew, im the in report and you have become ol news, old catagories washed up and reused, lika paper to a vendor to recycle new paper to be used did i crumble you up, did i fold you up, or did i just cast you out a ten storie window to watch you lika paper plane float down to the damn ground, and like guts splatter yer bullshit all around, either way heres a lil taste of the only bit of time i got with you to waste, as i throw a hot cup of folders coffee in yer face, and here's the memo you must of missed around the caresell of this circus of a place, if were both at top, and one of learns to fly who flopped, and if so must of been you, cuz my stories on the new wave of an update, bring forth a new plate, that will emplate in yer mind from the first battle we put forth on intake, then its shovel up the soil and bury the body of a contender, chopped up like chopped veggies in a blender, and drank down lika smoothie, i will mutilate and dominate the opponent that even for a second on a two cent of a dime size track could do me, no not me+2 no no no not me, you cant do it lika me me me me me me.. the real m.c.