I'm in the mood anybody wanna spit verses with me?

[Pessimistic]

How bout it anybody?

[Pessimistic]

I see ones viewing already you scurred?

[PunchesNbuncheS]

How bout it anybody?

Go ahead homie ill listen. It takes too damn long to type up a verse but ill listen to your ****.

[Pessimistic]

Get the **** out the car ***** I ain't got no weapon it's the assault and robbery session and it's a free lesson twelve rounds of lessons each one i'm flexin skill i promise not to send you a bill but rd 1 starts now ! All the way to ninth i put my fists in your ****in grill! Rd 10 we wrasslin now til the end of 12th i'm bangin your head off the ****in ground! Now your dizzy not knowin what to be expectin I hope it's over?! I know that's what your guessin im standin over you drinkin 211!

[PunchesNbuncheS]

Good ****.

[Pessimistic]

Sup want a beer not over there I'm up here damn you dizzy? How many can you see? Seven?! Naw its one only bottle of 211 but look close see the glass is clear that means I drank all the beer bam!!! Now I broke it on your face you ****in queer! **** i'll stop now you unconscious aint **** left to do but go through your pockets!

[Pessimistic]

and see what I ****in get What?! A ****in dollar and three cents!! Wake the **** up b1tch this **** aint funny i want rent money not your ****in lunch money! What what you broke? Still live with your mom you ain't got no ends?! Thats to bad my friend get the **** up! Where startin all over again.
PS. There's more.

[PunchesNbuncheS]

Thats dope homie.

Heres a little something, but I hate typing lyrics cause it takes long so id rather write............



On boxingscene
I outfox these rhyme fiends
and slap entire teams
and put mics in guillotines
so long live the king
as I reign supreme
hear your bone chilling screams
as I shatter your dreams
with metaphors and rhyme schemes
I go to war with whole teams
and blow them to smitherines
now tell me if my rhymes are obscene
I spit serenades
about guns and grenades
tell little kids to **** school who gives a **** about grades
to grow up become barbers giving ****ed up fades
a customer complains cut him up with the blades

[Pessimistic]

23 people are scurred to match a tactician. I understand the fear of being embarassed.

[Pessimistic]

You have lyrics Punches respect is given back.