Rematch: Truth_seeker vs. ShadowKingStudios

Busta, this black brotha is no Malcolm, I eat pork & eat yummy, slim-tummy vanilla honeysClumsy dummy you told yo fruity buddies ya wanted to be a big booty snowbunnyAnd you the only nigga on DDO claimin' OG thug, My pants stay buckled above my thighsMy eyes saw a Blade rise, slice & dice you into two truths: Mythical Folklore and a Historical Lie:You the fuzzy troll that rolls under a bridge that little kids target with stonesHoe we know yo whole family tale ya father failed to develop a backboneHe bailed on yo tail & yo 300 pound, hound-faced, pound cake-eatin' hypertrichosis[1] mammyIs this why you flock to white cock? hopin' Mr. Charlie[2] will let you call him "big daddy"Nigga this inference is the difference between me & you between a Seeker & a ShadowYou straddle camels, anal jackels, & deepthroat cattle, while jackin' off warm-blooded mammals I handle you like a champagne glass, toast my victory, & smash yo @ss to pieces on my mantle DDO niggas fear me like a phantom menace,make 'em rattle & spit prattle, cause I am the fhuckin' battleDo ya still wanna know the difference between me & you between a Truth & a King. you dopefiend Charlie SheenYou got caught wearin' Marie's stretch jeans[3] I keenly shoot verbal disses like a Lyrical MarineAs I break down fraudulent niggas to repetence with a deadly sentence as lethal as the measles[4]You make Valentine mooshy gooshy rhymes while dreamin' of Vin DieselNow hear the mothafhuckin' difference between me & you between an angel & a devil You unable to teleport to my level it's metaphysical, bro, you disheavel and I'm am shevel People disassembled & reassembled you so many fuckin' times ya mental but I remain labeled the DDO rebelFool, you have no groove, you exude dishevel look, My shadow kingdom is revelYou petitioned for invitation into the white race that's why you hide yo bleached faceBut hey I wanna face that white disgrace to give him what 260lbs of bad can lace[5]And that's the difference between me & you I'm innovative and you are so repetitiveYou are so gotdamn tentative as I remain competitive with many lyrical, empirical narrativesI be the King of Darkness, an Artist of Doom the vocal boom bitch, hear me fumeFruity-nigga take off that fairy costume And face the Shadow of Death in the roomYou & Michelle will bow down you lyrically, she physically when I dance on that @ss like AliHear 'em saying: "oh, golly, ShadowKing can volley vocal slugs, this story is a jolly studio glory"Cause I had mo time to perfect my rhyme to sow 'em, cultivate 'em, & let 'em growT tell ya little bro:I promise him I won't drop the ball no mo cause I am the gotdamn showBack to this ghoulish-lookin' Judas I was foolish like Julius and turn my back on this BrutusClueless little doofus wanna impress his Jewish lover with inside juice it's uselessThe cuteness of ya bromance make you two rotten pears fruitless with tales as kiddie as C.S. LewisVocally ruthless, my muscus, I spit on this tulip, pluck him up,and punch him toothlessNow everybody knows the difference between me & you between the Regime & Cousin ItYou been roundhouse kicked with a vocal hit so hard it has split yo spirit into billions of bitsI remain the same high-quality emcee, ya game is dookie & deficient of a personaI manufacture sweeter bars than Snickers, you pen penniless memes like Hakuna MatataGet nuked like Ramen Noodles, compared to you, I'ma serving Rigatoni pasta,That's the different, you wannabe Rasta, you my Simba, and I am yo mothafhuckin' Mufasa1- (aka werewolf syndrome) http://en.wikipedia.org...2- http://www.urbandictionary.com...3- http://cdn.lifemartini.com...4- http://www.ovg.ox.ac.uk...5- #4 & #5 http://www.urbandictionary.com...*A capella & a beat track will be posted in last round.