No End (Freestyle)

[Intro]
Yo, check it

[Verse 1: Heir Jordan]
Heir Jordan's going insane, slut
I tear whores apart from the brain up
Say what?
You thought I fucked up, but I didn't
I've got their bodies hung upside down
Got them mollied, then I get to dragging them across town
For Ross, it's man down
Ain't that right officer
Reebok took your guap
But you still got your ho
You know, Meek Mill
Ask him cause I wanna know
How he inserts his head so far up his ass
Please show a diagram
But yo, even a die-hard fan ain't falling for that bullshit, fam
Didn't Drake use to be a part of your fam
And here you are turning 'round on him quick, you fucking sham
With me, that's how you're quick to get shanked
Even in the game, I don't play games
If I did, I'd be here to emulate Eminem
But that's neither here nor there
Pretty sure you know you're wack
Cause when shit drops you're quick to hide cause you're fucking scared
I'm done there so these other hoes need to get prepared
For the multi-layered shit I'm about to spit, it's unfair

[Verse 2: Dethbahm]
Yo, you are what the turtle is to the hare
You ain't shit, you're plain, bitch
Call Micky, you're in some McTrouble
Keep playing dumb and you'll get hustled
Get muffled with a muzzle in a motherfucking dungeon
I take first strike; I'm a cheater, I get lunging
Plain old back stabber with claws, a back scratcher
Leave trails of blood to leave wounds cut
And ripped open to insert mud
So tell me when you're in a good place
Don't make me use your granny's good vase
I won't hesitate because inside is where your ashes lay
How's that, some food for thought
I've got a plethora of weapons
There's only more of my mental horror lessons
Always come out on top with the best wins
I am Satan, that's why I provide the best sins
Could go for days but mostly the rest is
For the next chapter
Bet you won't stay awake since mostly the rest is
For the weak (week), so I'm after
These hoes with no goals and low matter
The subject; a courtesy (court I see) is against me
I object, so you'll never be
A reflection off my best one murder
Make the blood gurgle as they try to murmur
Some shit as I smash their heads into the back burner
Step back further, unless you want your hands severed
I'll show this man's leverage against you in a few
So be prepared and don't let witches get itching
They won't stop until they start digging
Here's the graveyard shift for the hoes who wanna do that play-hard shit
I make killers run yards, bitch
Thinking about smashing your skull like glass shards
So which motherfucker wants to come and test me
So ho, please, come at me
In the end I'm the only one who's left happy
Kill 86 then afterwards I'm off napping
It ain't a thing for me to body bitches
In 3 seconds, leave your body's limbs sewn together with stitches
Have your parents on the news just making wishes
To find you snitches
If they ask where you went I'll simply say "which kid?"

[Outro]
Bitch
Motherfucking bars
Heir Jordan
Tha Records
Peace the fuck out