Sikstyle:

>she'll make him pack his bags and send him-out to Bel-Air
>too bad you aint a prince cause you could never be king
>un-skilled to hold my mic unless, you wanna try ta sing?
>I hopped the boards a rookie, quickly grew to rook:

Hmmm... this part right here was alright... it lacked sumthin tho...
the 2nd and 4th line tie into eachother good... and first and 2nd... 3rd just seems outta place


>smack ya with a sack of pennies til I beat ya centsless,

I like imagery... lol


>I'm scentless, ya fowlish rhymes is hittin me flagrant,
>ya spits is pretty shitty in more meanings than frangrance

closin is pretty good... the punches throughout never came through that hard tho man


Whateva:

Hey... this was a good piece. Nothin jumped out at me apart from the others, but that's for sayin that it was all on the same level. Flowed really well...

>I'm a battle cat nigga you's a pettable kitten

Lol

>I'm leaving you in a bad position, out of commission
>Got Mayweather precision, unanimous decision
>Like the speed of light I'm too swift for ya visions
>Don't bring a tank to contest nuclear fission.....

Nice endin.

Vote- Whateva