You'll feel like a wasp just stung
This may not be my mother tongue
But I've got soul and ****ing good lungs
Get out the pitchforks
For this one dork
Whose rhymes got interrupted by work
My curtains are drawn
So if my rhymes make you yawn
You had better get your *** off my lawn.
Whatever you're attempting you better abort
Your whole *** game is on life support
You're gonna get burned, you're gonna need gauze
I gotta say you're a rebel without applause
With the lightning speed, you can't be ****ing with me
****in punch you with words until my fingers bleed
This forum's gone to **** since the rap battle hit
Miss Mix and her bad self the only warrior here, legit
Know your role, *****, I'll leave you black and blue
And by the way, I'll take more Winner frubals too