battle with em part two

Oh em, you're mom can finally afford a curtain I'm happy for you Now you won't have to see her getting railed by 2 dudes for your food until shes black and blue covered with goo Fuck and you're still starving wouldn't that just make her a whore Both metaphorically and physically Sorry if the truth is a bit hurtful But I ain't your dawg I could have been a friend But you're a fiend and a fraud and a dumbfuck who prayed for his end without end Now you'll get your clock cleaned You're gonna spend your last few moments alive getting drilled by five guys I emi'nemisus You are a pussy I am a word smith and you are a wussy I craft gold You drop terds You lack intellect My intelligence is inferred daily by my arsenal of words Leave it to Mr ignoramus to think he's famous it's the shady show because you live in my shadow And you always will so take your pills and battle Cower to my power while I devour your soul Do you ever stop sucking pole You want the million man march in your butt you like to feel it in your guts Is your goal worth the toll it cost you lost the second you started this battle go ahead and be afraid spaghetti brained.... you're just mad because i have spaghetti starvin marvin I'm about to run laps around you like mario andretti I'll snap your arms like the yeti you speak of animosity and how I'm wrong but you and your boo Michael lawson have talked shit all along you act like im racist but you two are filled with hatred for someone who never said more than a few words to you fuckin bitch... one day you'll learn to respect your elders and dont expect to find yourself sheltered anyways thats enough of this fuck this Stanley bitch