I think maybe you should stick to cleaning poo,
instead of attempting a rhyme with room temperature IQ.
These raps I read so far barely compare to how my mind is,
I'd say another rap reply won't effect me in the slightest.
I keep it where my heart can interconnect with my mind,
not like you fucking fakers rapping wasting all my time.
My metaphors are dirty like herpes but harder to catch,
Harder than Bercat's nipples when he won his first match.
I don't think I could explain to you exactly how I feel,
but I do know I could explain what I've done to become this real:
I climbed over barbed wire, walked through broad fire,
spit sick as bronchitis, ignored god's guidance.
They say "one has never quit",
so I won't stop spittin ti'll I make you feel like shit.
You ever look inside your soul?,
Cause people see what we can see besides your stylic flows,
my honesty's definin' me it kinda helps me grow,
But honestly I'm feeling like this faggot doesn't know...
Unless you comment on my flow,
cause now I'm taking tips I do not strip but I'm exposed.
I envision evil ways connecting with own,
you should be a pawn, while the king collects his gold.
Plus your raps are fucking flawed,
yeah I can compare to Jesus Christ the son of god,
cause I sacrifice myself and when I write you see my scars,
and my crowns made of thorns, you'll be down when I'm gone.
My sound is so strong, the corners of my mind,
are similar to shorties on the corner on the grind.
Focused on my own shit so it's more than spitting rhymes,
I think hours ahead like I flow in Pacific time.
So the west side reads it first, and they feel the hurt,
Of being fucked on a forum where people rarely look..

"I'll spit the nails in your coffin. Six feet under."

ive heard this somewhere before

He does reply, oh yes he does, but though you seem to forget,
The one day in ABD when I DQ'd your shit.
Your lucky I'm inactive or I'd have take away a life,
I'm starting a gun fight while you're throwing a damn knife.
My first spits a little long but I, was just tired,
this shit is really my flow and I'm honestly not trying.
It's still a large chance to get my ass up on the board,
But I settled in this clan, what I want from you is more.
I'm heathen in this game, your still looking for a name,
If anyone asks, I'm your motherfucking Bane.
Bury me six feet deep? Bitch you mean 30,
My head is still above ground, I see you're tryna play dirty.
You thought I'd just brush off, well your fucking wrong,
The power you've just awoken is hella fucking raw.
Apologies for using a heinous word like faggot,
but you won't got off that easy, prepare for the storm maggot.

Indeed he is. ^

Man, why every time i see you rap its something 'bout dicks.
choppn' em, bittin' em, makin' me sick.
but its ok, don't read it to fast when i say-
if you wana front with fate karma'll put a foot in your ass
to many levels to pass
so high above you,
on cloud nine and a half.
make you feel bad with the flow of my words?
wana desert this too?
end up like gorhenbird?

Ok...
Out we the old and in with the new shit
Quick to tighten the faces of niggas who catch cases of loose lips.
Shut it up...shut it up!
Or see some real live nigga nuttin up!
And I don't be around the way
Like I used to, but I don't have time these days.
I keep it busy making power moves
I don't fuck wit them coward dudes.
I keeps it bouncing when the P.I's wanna wish for death, like Im C. Bronson
It's whatever its however you want son.
Think a nigga trying to move ahead of you then you right
I gonna take this back tonight, nigga
You already know, I spit that, Fate's back
It's Official

I'm almost officially in to stack these wins on your ass,
None of you compare to my iron raps like brass.
Was that a response to me?, I guessed I scrolled down to fast,
Anymore would be the equivalent of chewing glass.
But I'm, crispy clean
Still stay high as mezzanine,
Noob clap used to be my thing,
Now I'm pro at Kickboxing,
Used have empathy now all I got is boss ranking.
And you don't fight like people do,
Guns don't kill, Embry do.
Target me and get dq'd,
and try to not be so rude.
I know I just got in this game,
But I'm more than your average food.
Taking bites you can't handle,
Boy I swear I'll be the death of you.
Anyone one else coming through just know that you can get it too.

ha gayyyyyyyyyyy
that what they must say.
to you that is.
ill give you a warning tho want one in your lid.
Satan was right your obsessed with your dick
really that's ironic you being a prick
I mean how do you not see this
all bars you say end in penis

Getting into ethnicity I see, well here's the thing. You could guess everyone of them, and none would be me.

Took your advice with spacing and using it to my displeasure. For alas, your style is basic like peer pressure.

Comparing me to Master isn't all that easy, with you its like remembering every celeb from Disney.

Things got a little hectic when I spit my first one, sure Fates Italian, but I'm Attila The Damn Hun.

Got anything else for me to take into account?, I guess not so sit down and take the bib out your fucking mouth.

Always looking down upon us, you really think you're that special? You're more of Leo DiCaprio crying about the medal.

Your position in this clan is 69ing Satan, your ethical knowledge is looking worse than Carl Fucking Sagan.

Can't say much about Asians but lets go on about Haiti, how you can't go back home to support a starving baby.

In fact, Asians look up to me like I'm Zhang leading the pack, another reference you won't get from the ethnic knowledge you lack.

I'll bend you over this great ass fucking wall and spank you, like mama used to every night you wouldn't tell god thank you.

But your thanks isn't worthy in this realm of rap, and your role here will soon drained like tree sap.

I know this rapping shit has gotten interesting to you, but if you really believed the lord, this wouldn't be what you do.

Now I could carry this on a hella lot longer but instead, I'll take some more advice and take my "yellow" ass to bed.