SupB open challenge.

[SupB]

w/e.. ill start round 2..

Lets see..
Me? Beg for mercy?
You must be on crack
Make you get a stroke, even better a heart attack
If you compare me to shaq,
Put it this way: Im a mansion, hes a shack..
My dick is in your girls rack,
Guess what?
I got double your money stacks...
I be countin that shit like 1, 2 ,3 ,4
My beat is at your lips like a fuckin mouth sore..
I think you like balls like Michael Jordan,
On the street you beg for a can of food cause you cant afford 'em..
Get some flow before you step up to me
I leave you at the scene like "Rescue me.."
There aint no hero to save you,
I leave the murder scene without givin a clue...
My flow is so sick, like it got the flu
The shit i'm rappin here are facts, better yet they are true..
This is how i'm leavin round 2:
I'm about to heat your ass up like im cookin some stew..

the shit you rappin are facts, better yet they true?
I thought facts and the truth were they same thing how bout you?
This nigga's stupid as fuck i can tell by his rhymes,
I mean he's trying to show off by countin to 4 every single time!
Bitch that aint impressin no1, go get some real lines,
matter a fact, grab a pencil and paper, why dont you copy mine?
Cause my rhymes are ill, have you coughin more than a chest cold,
and we all found the vaccine to this niggas flow,
I was gone, I gave you sometime to rehearse,
your rhymes before I shred you to pieces in just one little verse, you mine.
So my raps over son, there aint no more i need to convey,
cause i just handed you YOUR ass on a fuckin food tray.

Vote on round 2.