Hush child, don't make me affix hatred
Your coordinates into my lingual matrix
And shake this microphone into a dominatrix

Whipping you shameless
Emcees we all tonguing !@#*
Needless to say, brainless

So take a deep breath and think gracious
Before I scar all your faces
Leavin' that flavored $$# tasteless

Still, you boast about cheese
Lost in the rap races
Fabricatin' first places

Champ, you can't even tie them shoe laces
Rookie, get back to basics
Take ten nostalgic paces

Bow your head and get wasted
As the mere echo of my phrases
Replaces what used to be your mental mazes

Then again, the proceeding statement raises
Much room for the basis
Your labyrinth was a cubical with an open door

In terms of this metaphor
Of course, you poor fallen meteor
Off course, intended to plummet evermore

Throughout the cosmos except your path
Brought you dangerously close
To the burnin' master pro they call Dose

Representin' the shorts of my conception, coast
Ahhh, squire, to your ignorance we toast
And drink away your pain

My bad, was that your jugular vain?
It's funny, awww, blood stain
You're quite tame eyes have lost that pretty flame

Pretty shame and remorse
Make my palms sweat and voice slightly horse
But it's all in sport, or was it the mind

That there was an introduction to a battle rhyme

Come on and lets get down the logistics

As I lay law from the iller district
Leavin' the @@#! strong
Dickless beings exotically twisted

Like Mayan tapestry
Cryptic mic mastery is depicted
As I get down right statistic

Humbling the gifted
Emcees can't even get down
Talkin' about