I... Really don't know what to say about this one. My opponent here is a text champion of a Facebook page.

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You're rockin INSTAGRAM and having wet dreams of SCRIBBLE JAM
Holding Brian's son hostage for the title like a FICKLE ASS
And even when you win you bitch like a BITTER MAN
You think that's what judges want when they go to PICK A CHAMP?

Quarter finals? BITCHED OUT. Called me out? BITCHED OUT.
Did it again? BITCHED OUT. Now I'm knocking the BITCH OUT.
He went pale and LIFELESS when I said "Grip the MIC, KID"
Screamed like a girl and it sounded kinda LIKE THIS:

You picked the beat and even heard my bars you CANDY ASS
Mayweather bitch, I'll even beat you with a HANDICAP
It's SABIO ROMANTICO the FABIO in PANTYHOSE
The FRENCH-LATINO BENT with EGO making battle CAMEOS

Listen man, you're a keyboard warrior that's WEAK WITH SOUND
You sound like a 3rd grader struggling to READ ALOUD
So if you're in college it's 'cause hold your father's LEGACY
I got him on the phone, he told you, "Son, you're DEAD TO ME"

Train for a CENTURY to be the ENEMY to STEP TO ME
DISMEMBER me? I'll WRECK THE BEAT and make you REST IN PEACE
QUALITY GUARANTEED you've GOTTA BE SCARED OF ME
You're already PREPARED TO SPEAK, "This wasn't judged FAIRLY"

You're the greatest FINALIST that NO one's EVER HEARD
It's embarrassing when TRY TO SPIT a FLOW with CLEVER WORDS
Even though I never LIKED YOU it's easy enough to FIND YOU
I followed the sound of yelling and I knew I had the RIGHT DUDE

Every time you talk you cause an AVALANCHE OF SHIT
A MASS COLLAPSE of ACRID CRAP, we never hear the LAST OF IT
You talk shit and take shit, just GROW UP you DUMBFUCK
You look like a lesbian - two girls, ONE CUP

You backed away from Triple Seven, HAVING A REST
You knew that battling me woulda been a GAMBLE AT BEST
You're a flop*, turn* your back I'll put you FACEDOWN* IN THE RIVER*
I'll send this number two's career WAY DOWN IN THE SHITTER

STOCKING UP with CLIPS for your TRIAL, BITCH it's OVER
CALLED your BLUFF and STRIPPED your TITLE like it's STRIP POKER
You wanted beef, you fought a cow, you're MILKING THE BATTLE
So just get back in your grave so I can FILL IT WITH GRAVEL, bitch

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I'll slaughter Kevin Wang, no victory - Cinderella man, take you out P.F. Chang's, trynna be like Liu Kang?, I'll throw a bicycle kick, then a right on the swift, you recycled your shit, so I know you fight like a bitch

my defeat is hypothetical, your rhyme ABC – alphabetical, but I'm more E= mc^2 - theoretical, relativity so I'm definitively ahead of you, your breath control is terrible, sounds like you're choking on a testicle

difference is I'm super intelligent, your racial humor's irrelevant, if there's a rumor developing, that I can't rap I'm ending em, with bars I'm a sharpshooter I'm leading him, I prefer to battle top tiers not queers send Marcus instead of him

you're an infant compared to me, must've had lung problems cuz the air you breathe, insufficient you can barely speak, reduce you to a forgotten memory, fuck you and massage therapy