Damn I think i made my point, internet emcees´ first choice/
the people started dissin for they even heard my voice/
I was broiled like a t-bone steak, was called a fake/
just because i´m on a mission, ain´t permission to rade/
I was rated, flunked, i stated that I was the best/
but the rhyme hyenes came out with torches to burn flesh/
who am I, mierde, won´t catch rest untill/
i´m recognized for skill, buildin lyrics on the real/
fillin cups of needie people up with rhyme that fullfill/
every need of hungry stumacs, with food of ink spills/
I write poetry, not battle rhymes, that was a test/
to see how internet emcees get reaction next/
time or next rhyme i´ll post on this site/
will be phatter, gainin balance on this keyboard at nights/
with a clean slate I will make you´ll heads start likin/
my rhymes, but i´m a keep on writin!