here it is....
yo you wanna battle rhyme, here’s the Axe i shatter Deuce with a pistol into broken glass
quick and fast...i drew a counter strike to shit on F.N just to wipe my ass//
you talk shit to intimidate newbies but against me you brought in your alliance
even Paqo beat you twice without defiance, got you mute... the way you speak in silence//
ya shit dont add up, seems your text style's minus, while my shits sick & fly like the West-Nile-Virus,
silence, i shock, give-volts-of-violence, while you go "unseen" like you spit-ultra-violets//
your retaliations are like when you accepted... why even come-back? ill leave you pinned to the wall like i was a thumb-tac, theres some ill but theres some-"wack",
you fall under the last category like a mobster's gun-rack, snap you like the stick found in sports card gum-packs//
i cant tell if ya comin-or-goin, like black ladies stripping at night, ya revealed it all but nothin-is-showin,in this battle something is "blowin", and it aint me, ya like dirty socks...
i remember u "faintly"... i know battling me you aint worried boutcha safety//