Looking for anyone who is man enough to give me my first battle

I don't know how to set it up , but if you do bring it on.

lets do it

I HAVE NEVER BATTLED EITHER I WILL BATTLE YA

i wana battle anyone

pants........didnt even battle. some maury shit, all talk

yall is bitches all u do is talk
jus gimme tha mic and i'll sho u how Say rock
niggas bout 2 get erased like u drawn wit chalk
ya'll need an upgrade cuz ya raps is dead stock
wait scratch the last line ,ya'll dont even rap
shud b sippin on sum tea the way u bitches chit chat
try 2 dethrone me leave ya face fat
like i jus beat u in hand to hand combat
i got the heavy artillery flow
thas y yall chests slpat

you can say that's I'm foolish that anybody's a Judas
who wants to stab me in the back, but that's kinda stupid
you know that i'm true to my word, but it's absurd
every single line i spit is coming straight from the curb
the fists that hit me when i used to say i was tough
but it roughened me up, now i can't "fuck it" enough
if the whole world surrounded me for a day, it'd be broken
spinning at a 45 degrees with the middle east open
a black hole that devours anything in it's path
you call it whooping ass, but asians don't know the wrath
the schools and colleges try teaching it to these students
our economy has decreased which made them be ruthless
anything that's in the way, it's out the way in a second
i use this method where i cook my words to perfection
my complexion doesn't mean shit when i rap about this
the one thing matters is my thoughts and my surrounding

So you third class rappers think you got bars
I knock you with my words, you'll be seein stars
But those are the only ones that you're gonna see
Flow so dope I should simply be chargin fees
So pay up mothafucka unless you want some trouble
I make yo bitch Bedrock, Bam Bam her on the double
While you sit sideline I'm on a whole new level
Heatin it up like a kettel, I spit fire like the devil
And I just won't settle until I disintegrate my prey
Turn you into dust these words are bombin away
Ashes to ashes you all fall down
Not me though I'm still standin for anotha round
At the top with a crown, I'm a king, you're a clown
I tear opponents with my teeth call me a bloodhound

emcee hungry ur delicatessen
fly like jetson
lemme give u a lesson
this rhymin perfection
jus won the election
get used to rejection
go to tha bitch section
next to get fucked
you shit outta luck
i have gone amuk
ur a chicken so cluck
leave u stricken dumtruck
now u syndrome of down
lyrcically without bounds
like no rules bball
the highest of all
wont cease to rise
the sun in ur eyes
hit me come try
agile as a fly
spit fiery mase
sting in yo eye
pursue me and chase
trip like shoes unlaced
winner of the race
cudnt keep up wit tha pace
leave ya erased
now without trace
nasa status in space
ufo fly e.t swag
finger wit tha red dot
u in a black bag
intimidatin agro crag
admit loss white flag
strapped w a bag
full of toys
that bring the bang
that bring the noise
like drum and trumpet
found a week later
corpse stink like armpit
ur jus a hater
cuz tha throne im on it