theres no need for the gangster lean/
i spit the gulf stream/
go all out wit the team/
stare yo ass down make yo eyes bleed/
dirty bitches in the bed room/
but u got dirty fishes in the pool/
my lyrics will make your head spin like a ballerina in a too-too/

wtf coolmon did you challenge meth? crazy

Slice ya body up systematically, distribute them to ya squad evenly
My flow is so fatal, it'll permanently damage ya spleen
Im back in full effect, rip off this novice's neck
Have his blood blending in the stream before the sun sets
Meth is like......a monster stealin ya life force
No matter how good u can battle, Ill have yo bitch filling out ya funeral forms
So this is it, a reckless verse, better rehearse ya next diss kid
Cuz the next time u expose ya under belly, Im gonna aim straight for the ribs

before u come at my ribs i will destroy yo abdomen/
clean up the bloody mess like an custodian/
let me finish u up like an school science fair project/
but let break down the logic/
and then "how to kill meth" will be my topic/
die and kick u like an drop kick/
so i have to get sentimental,like watching a chick flick/
then i will make 1000 women suduce u like king soloman and stick to your dick/
just like an tick, then suck all the semen and blood out/
the taste will make do them a favor/
eat u up like an thanksgiving dinner/
taste so good it will make me savor it/
you sould see it, my mouth with nothing but foam/
this 12 year old will make your ears explode with my voice tone/
every rhyme u do will make me clone

coolmon your verse was going pretty good until you started writing that dick sucking stuff. but before that it was going pretty good esp for a first battle

I wreck MCs, my metaphors be on Ripley's Believe It or Not

Wat guns u pop? U the one to get shot
Ive seen terrifying things that'll make ya nuts not drop
Shouldve been smarter, instead u stepped into a landmine
And seen rap at its best at the worse time
Blow u away when I start reciting my powerful rhymes
Time after time, I get better with every hot line
Im on one Coolmon shouldve stayed in school mon
Instead u choose to smoke and risk loosing a lung
Stupid fuck, should blow ya mouth off like Daffy Duck
Instead Im arranging ya perceptive, u better be lucky punk
Or better yet, let me teach ya a new trick
Dont rhyme with the same word, show u whos got common sense
Strap ya face to a table and drop a crate of heafty bricks
Gay at the age of 13, already sucked 100 dicks
This MC shouldve practiced dissin before contemplating battles
Like Alchemy, his soul has to be used for colateral
I rap circles around squares with no Hip Hop knowledge
I dont try to hold back on the truth, Im just being modest
I harnessed the emerald's shine and converted into energy
fill my foes lungs with poison the same as a cigarette ya see?
Battlin me is just like smoking except Mcs begin choking
I got the kick of Meth, my username should let u kno i aint joking
I wasted minutes of my life just battling someone who wants to kill himself
He chooses the wrong route, hes putting his future on the back of the shelf
After the fun and thrill dies down, u gon be hooked with a line from ya mouth
Keep living the way u living and God gonna begin to reel the fish out

c'mon nigga again use common sense
after the show shot the whole crew with a glock
hospital said it was a coma
which means it was a glock-coma
nigga i got bitch tiers right inside of my lair
i got bitches in my holster
pick which teir sorry but you cant declare
which one the refer heads or the lord meth's
im what make your newborn have cleft
eat u like c.r.e.a.m like reakwon the chef
i am from the slums
gun shots sound like knives against a snare
but more like u coming inside my lair in pan
lord meth?u more like palin's bitch mccain
and u sound like him in your rhymes
niggas who step up 2 me i climb
u remind me of lucas
im not done yet
my ammo is infinite at copious
my presents looks like the black lotus
i can see u like to fuss
too bad u didnt see me when i bust

And seen rap at its best at the worse time

lord meth?u more like palin's bitch mccain
and u sound like him in your rhymes