#KaioshinHyde #KaioshinBarZ #BattleHyde #Battle #best #top #1 #lyrics #new #rancorous #splashrap #Splashrap__ #flow #Spitter #bars #elite #amateur #explicit #innovativetheoriesrecords #rhymes #rhymescheme #rapfame #rapfamebest #rapfameteam #rapfame_ar_team #feature #moderator #moderator_en #moderator_judge_en I'm a dead eye sniper Get the job done Now pay the piper I make multi-syllable rhyme schemes A submission Tapout piledriver Your raps are horribly basic Face it, Shit is crap Lyrically you suck with this but This is how I write raps Your not used to this I'm the pursuer bitch My lyrics are sewer sick Hyde flows on to the next trick Take off your favorite skirt Smash his face in the dirt Feelings hurt? Homie this is my turf get murked lyrically Inspiration is typically the type of knowledge I get biblically Back in black screaming finish me Your raps are history You got homo tendencies Envy & jealousy Your lyrics literally are disgusting me You ain't a G that you claim to be Put your face on a milk carton Momma screaming violently The type of death you'll only see on unsolved mysteries (1:25) I'm not the type to brag & boast I'm a humble dude I'd rather sit back & blaze some smoke Uh-Oh.. Back in black Not to be alarming but This is your last warning Invade your residence with my goons & it's not a house warming Yeah, another quick one Let's toke on a type I got my scope on a mic & lit smoke to focus in flight Others are simply locust & mice Soaked in some rice that i haven't tasted but you knowing it's nice I stole a cold one & diced right to left & kept my sights on the steps Tight tokes of type reflect like light from breath until your frightened but I'll hit back & I'll hit your ass in the dick sack or ball sack Whatever prick You fall back tall cat I'm sure you caught that bro & if you cross it's cause the lord said so I pour red flow with more sword to cut the chords of your pencil & I just sort of reformed your hip-hop dilemma with a tip top tremor to put your drips into wristlocks better So you better tap before your trapped or I'll break it in half I'm amped in rancorous Bitterness more cold then the floor is I'm amped in hegemonic confidence of catatonic aromas of vocals formed into these poems