This was a Battle I Did A bit ago. He challanged me to Freestyle Contest when i hadnt ever Done this shit before live. anyways He won the battle But he lost the War. Lyrics are as Follows: Round one Went to you Props To ya.... Round 2 (Ding) You Get No More Wins I will NOT LOSE!!! (Unauthorized Productions) Thats a bitch Move Something Homo niggas do but I fell you You can't afford to lose not with so much riding on it if you lose But i can't Blame you I blame my self I fell for ya trap charged into battle with out any kinds o ammo on my back Heres where the tide turns tho Time to Tear this Mother fucker apart let em know yo My Freestyles Suck i'll admit that Your Songs in General? Shit is Stright Wack you made a wrong Move Nigga You Done Pissed me Off Bout to slam your fatass through this tile floor Everybody wanna be the best n i feel that. U taking cheap shots and Making lame threats. BAR 4 Bar Pussy You CANT SEE ME it's Time to skewl this Mother FUcker Ya Feel me? Hit em Up Let this Punk Mother Fucker Know nEwDaLs Bout to Prove he's a homo With some written shit so swift Call me by my nEw Name... Verbal Assassian This is it What a Hit When Pen Hit Paper You Know imma Smash it this what i do Pudgy mother Fucker nEwDaLs Bitch... I've Come For ya Too Swift Too Sick With the shit that I spit you Cant Handle This Shit Everybody wanna know why i rag on you You'z a Homo Nigga Trix can get it too No Singing Over here Not Now not Never Will I Ever Ever Ever Fear a Lyricist With No Lyrics Onceoever Wanna act Like you a God pussy Its Whatever Tickety Tock Ricki Ticky ticky tock tock Sickity Sock Youre Girlfriends on my cock cock you have never, ever ever popped shot ever ever chopped rocks ever ever dropped hotts but you do it like you always will sing another hook and maybe, yes, maybe someone will Give you Prop props.Not me Im Too Hott Hott Lose to a Pop Artist. I Will Not Not Pro-x Hold my mother fucking Jacket Kid.Michael Make some mother fucking racket Suicide Illspit youngdame Choppa Renegade Challange us if you want the fame Unauthorized Productions Nigga Smashing all opposing Forces Nigga What you Wanna do? What you Gonna Say? .556 rounds and im Sending them Your Way What was you thinking When you Pulled that slick shit Pens at the ready... Hope you Fucking Bring it I got Lady that can out spit you her name is Justa... She'll Smash you Out in Under 2 What a Fool You'ze a tool Bet you thought you was cool When you pulled that slick shit in the fucking room get some help someone else Hired help something else to help write the lines That you cant yourself no ones beat no one cares no one fears we not scared We still here here we stay here we play every way every night n every day and by the way ya beats dont bang You Beat me at this game? hell no theres no fucking way Too Swift Too Sick With the shit that I spit you Cant Handle This Shit Everybody wanna know why i rag on you You'z a Homo Nigga Trix can get it too No Singing Over here Not Now not Never Will I Ever Ever Ever Fear a Lyricist With No Lyrics Onceoever Wanna act Like you a God pussy Its Whatever Too Swift Too Sick With the shit that I spit you Cant Handle This Shit Everybody wanna know why i rag on you You'z a Homo Nigga Trix can get it too No Singing Over here Not Now not Never Will I Ever Ever Ever Fear a Lyricist With No Lyrics Onceoever Wanna act Like you a God pussy Its Whatever... Yeah... Thats how its Done Man...