This is the last rap of the battle...3 freestyles each...3 rounds. Tally up the results after this
Me:
Hey I speak clearly
So all yall can hear me
This average rap bitch is too stupid to fear me
Youv been rhyming for a while...but you know what??
I dont think you ever gonna blow up
You jsut some live bitch,
you jsut runnin yer mouth
You just talkin like a thug
witout a gun in yer house
Talkin like you carryin weight
You aint #in got an ounce
You quick to quote
My words, like the murder I wrote
I dont smoke
but yer lies got my mind provoke
This as far as it goes
You ain hustlin hoes
Bitch you better be strappin
Cuz you dead if you rappin
Yo you cant stay alive forever
So # hits the fan you might as well die together
Yeah bitch, if i want it im gon have it
Regardless if its handed to me or i gotta grab it
Dont make an ass out of yourself trying to stop me
Cuz to stop me your gon need a #ing army
You know that Im 8 Levels above you bitch
I clubbed you bitch
No ones ever heard of you bitch
Round 3s over...
Theres nuttin after this
Time to get out from under your cover
Ahh...Ignorance is Bliss