[Ryno]

Originally Posted by DynamiCz

Since u bedridden! I do the rest of my part, razor extend--i slice at ya heart
Completed the Goal & Objective got spread across the sheets-I'm makin a Flowchart
HIT
Why bother? Today i write you the perfect death, u face to face with ya author
I aim the nose at ya clothes! These Pops thru your jeans aint a biological father
Ok
Catch you in the whip! Blade pointed, thats a decimal..it turn u into a vegetable
Driver seat full of stab wounds...have u sleeping behind tint like the Fyre Festival
Hit
Im nothin, but terror! Thinking if i let off 6, then you gone need 6 to pallbearer
Ya lower back malfunction! Rounds eject in & out this machine, u'll catch a disc error
MISS
The gun Russian! I flash this Heat in the Light, i can make a Science Combustion
Shots ripping! I shift down & delete Object off the surface like Sims Construction
HIT

Originally Posted by Objective

Listen up dumb fuck, I can tell you need a line to bite,
faggot dine a mic till he's well fed on his salty rhymes tonight.
MISS
This fuckers image on some mixed gender soccer moms, it's inerrant,
"I'm cool with da kids!", 2pac's avvy reflecting this, damn you're transparent.
MISS
Surrealistic events surround your wretched being like a bad bitch,
if people were on acid and stumbled upon you it's defo a bad trip.
MISS
If your clothing styles just as cheap as your bars you're hard to market,
your locations at the gun range cus people need easy targets.
HIT
A dying carcass in the name of text with lame gunned down effects,
this faggot need to heed his words and read the shit his sig suggests.

(My apologies, I fell asleep. Threw something together so I won't no-show at least)

v. Dynamicz...By a landslide.