I’ll Start exceeding your expectations
Murk you Until They yell Out “Reparations”
Gay Jokes, As If We Haven’t heard that shit before
Hand Over Your Mouth, Giggling Like A Little Whore
We Can Turn This Into Some Jayz And Nas Ordeal
Coming Hard Like “Ether” , Shit Just Got “Real”
This time you ain’t leaving,
Cause your girl is receiving
My semen , So she’s conceiving
My baby as we are speaking ,
My Rhymes Arent Sinking?
You Better start believing,
The Lines I’m Bringing,
Are Winning This Competition.
I’m On A Mission,
Had A Vision, As Each Line Made You Sick To Your gut
Feeling more Hits Up In Your Chest Than When You Smokin’ A Blunt
This Nigga will die, I bet it
Cause I Put shots up in him like he diabetic
I Inhale Your bullshit and exhale lyrics
Bloodthirsty, Like I was Vampiric
Back On Your Knees, Cause I Don’t Wana Hear It
Your Rhymes Are Like Your Dick, Even Your Girl Didn’t Feel it.
The Following 2 Users Say Thank You to Toxin For This Useful Post:
Yep, yep steppin up the game in round 3
gonna have ya monkey ass scratchin ya head quizzically
problem is, your weak shit still ain't hittin me
Bitch you're retarded mentally and physically
Talk about my girl? Least she's got titties
You fuck more dudes then them sluts from sex in the city
Dog I'll fall asleep on your flow, and still claim victory
Yo, You spit good for a kid with down syndrome
Too bad u gonna die alone, unknown, and missin your fuckin backbone
You shoulda never came for my throne, now enter my killin zone
I whip rhymes like a lyrical cyclone
I'mma engrave "Toxin's a punk bitch" on your gravestone
Too late to atone, you just got your brains blown
Damn dog, you should just accept you're done.
You think you won, but this shit was over before it begun
You number three or four, clearly I'm number one
I'm gettin bored proving that you're nothin but a bum
Your utter creation was a waste of cum..
Boy you a burned out star, I get my shine on like the sun.
Nah but seriously, this battle's been hella fun.
(Last round for me Toxin, guess we only get 3. Sick battle man)
Steppin Up? Bitch I’ve Been playing
Lyrical Exercise On ya like “400 Bars And Runnin’”
Like Your Asshole, I’ve Just Been “Stretching”
A “3 Strike” Policy, Reverting To Prison Rules
These Lines Penetrating Into Your Skull
Feel released through flow, like Prometheus Unchained
Reading Your Rhymes, God Free Me From the Mundane
Ethereal Killin’ Me? Naw, I got the guns in the Hummer
You ain’t ‘seeing me’ like Your Breath In the Summer
You Aren't Getting Respect Kid, I’m straight Rippin’ This Bitch
Your fan base is as Big As Your Friends List 
I’m an artist with vicious aiming and my target is this bitches face get gunned down, if you push me
It’s like natural child birthing the way this faggot’s style is working, it just comes out all pussy