Round 0 (RGRapBattle2013)

Drive slow & peep how I creep on dis beat

When they turn around all they feel is dat SKORg'ching heat,

From da rounds of 16s right at dey feet

Have em explaining a new dance on RG

I'm screaming no Mi Amie's, call me Miami

& witness how my Words Becoming together like immigrant families

On these shores of whats for sure pure slaughter

Remember ya last top 4, turned em into martyrs

Fuck july 6th, it's "bitch U die 2morrow"

That's 6 times ya sorrows, mirrors & Platinum plated horrors

Gonna make it if I...

If I have to beg or borrow

A line from 2pac

Hit-Em Up and proceed to tilt da bottle

Hallelujah!

Pour out a lil liquor for these candy azz licorice, ignorant

Insignific-Ants

Welcome to my picnic, just don't mistake this basket

For a bed turned into a casket for you bastards to Rest-In...PEEAAACE!