proto the prophet. fuck you bitch

First of all fuck you you said I was mumbling? and you was using auto tune clown, see ain't playing I'm gonna make you stutter your body shaking like there's an earthquake, you call me skinny? I call you a gay bitch , and I don’t exercise muscles I exercise your pain I'm a god then when I'm pissed I'm your nightmare, so call me demigod I’m the dead man walking you can’t kill me like a zombie I’ll shoot you in the head I never miss my aim buck shots oh get a permanent death you not Tyson you Logan paul when I came with the knockout like iron mike I'll try to lure you outside a box of pizzas and when you do you be the rat stuck in a trap you want to box with me? why when I can put you inside of a box in a van, you're the trash I'll put it in the can, you thinking you could handle heat So brace yourself cuz this is war, bitch Cause I'm loaded and ready to dominate And ive been battle rapping since I started it you think you shot me and you missed you get dismissed like your boss fired you because you got em pissed Now I’m driven to this league, bout to kill this bitch With a pistol aiming at his brain cuz he has no common sense, you telling me to do research? When I already did, I know everything about you Seriously let’s talk about you using auto tune in a rap battle, that makes you look corny, you dropped them punchlines to hit me when I’m too fast, I dodged and punched back at you, I’m mike Tyson with the force to knock you out like see ya Proto the prophet, you in hell now, I’m dangerous I have nothing to lose, you die with a knife in ya heart, you trying to take my bucket, then multiple bodies flying with buckets in their head, you killed me no problem if I turn into a ghost, I’ll haunt the living hell outta you til you die off a heart attack Shots fired, you have no chance of surviving Leave me the fuck alone, before I end up in yo house a fork and a spoon to dig your body in the dirt The word tough on your mouth but you don’t know the meaning, you know how to multiply 2 times 2 Then you already I’m tripling the damage up 4 times, your face purple yeah I got the Kimora lock on you, you want to fight rap battle or street fight Cuz I’ll kill you in both, bitch your lyrics ain’t nothing because they have no meaning, so everything you said about me ain’t true, you the one who has to do research, I’ll prove your words wrong, go ahead use these against me, cuz you know if I battle a rapper he ain’t got nothing else to say against me you dumb fool, yeah I rap off beat, but everyone knows my Lyrics in a different level, yeah I play video games, but I’m the controller so that means you can’t beat this boss Shut up, you want your buddy lil ghost to save you Oh sorry he your boyfriend, we all know your gay proto the prophet, you can’t touch me I know boxing if we sparring, your tooth be flying outta yo jaw, I’ll fucking grab a magnet and drag it across your face til your scars, you can’t take so much damage’s to your skin, cuz your burning with my flames, if I’m being called out, I’m gon keep kicking your body til you die and you can’t move Shockin', dragged him across the floor, while he crying and bleeding from them cuts its your pain your demise,