Battle Royale: BiggStankDogg vs Eternity

BSD

Cartoons and women in your sigs, represent the childish bitch inside you,
Renegades saw it, too - that's what got your ass kicked from my crew
I let this shit stew, marinate you in words, and now I'm ready to fine dine
My rhyme arsenal's prime-time, while you get shot with those fags on the FrontLine
My centrifugal force pops retinals, while these pivotal syllables killin' you
Now you livin' on Noxious' genitals, grabbin' his cock while suckin' his nipples, too
It's simple, dude - you shoulda never entered the tourney when I did
This is the Battle Royale - a.k.a last round that your rhymes will be sighted
And of all of this tourney's entrants, BSD be fearin' E the least, bitch
He's more full of penis butter than a bag of Reese's Pieces, please believe this
You need to read this, realize it's over, pack your bags and just go home
My verse ate you alive like a virus, left you empty inside like a nose blown
Dickridin' me on my art page, eager to please, but you stay over-zealous
Like Eminem's song, I grabbed my left nut... but it made Eternity jealous
There's a reason you're in a crew full of newbies... and why do you suppose, G?
Cuz you suck, now you're dead in the coffin, like the corpse of Bella Lugosi...

Eternity forfeits. BSD passes through to the next round.