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!