The Power Freestyle....
This shit is the real deal until the heat of the battle hits off
You versing the world, but with the world stopping u from reaching the top
u choking on your words, like a baby with a speech impediment
listen to the words through the mic, you dribbling shit that never ends.
This is strictly business, nothin needs to get to level of being personal
my minds already made up, now waiting for your verse to flow
this win will make me the ruler of all the streets in the world
battling individuals like you , gives me a target for a simple defeat
your lines your spitting don’t even make any sense
The crowds surrounds us, with a force of an intense defense
crowds gather as we start producing the words to our flow
hey look ur girlfriends here, she’s lookin like a fuckin dirty hoe
now it’s time for you to step down and claim defeat
people are getting sick of you, they rather check the style of my beat
Another victory for me, Bitch i told you ima Rome the streets
Gathering respect from each battle that sees me another defeat
Ive only been in the game for while and I already know
That your similar to Eminem, living up near the 8 mile cove
Whats the hold up, thought that you where the best of the best
But I think you need to go back and get your self assessed
Words are only words, your lines mean nothing to me
You can flows as much as you want, but all its sound like is chummy dream
Im only getting warmed up, this is only the beginning
Leaving this with a win, but check yourself becuz your leaving this limp-ing
Enough humiliation for the poor bitch and his hoe
Next time ima see ya, you’ll be buried in a pile of snow
White bitch, you be camouflaged like the site of you after your performance
i had the crowd rocking, but your shit silenced the audience
let me give you some advice for the next time you battle
the main thing you gotta do, is to get the crowd to fuking rattle
this will give you the points and victory your bitchass needs
I’ve increased my casualties, and leave your corpse to bleed
