dude is a beast^. ya'll see the lines he's dropp'n?
so beat'n Met is a lenty lenin stitch: always in the pocket.
I'm LARGE....ask any brawd whose big.
anyone on the street tho, & not the blow up one under ur bed

Your losin it prick you aint doin it big, so please stop dyke
cause the only mark running the leagues the one with mod rights
But mar's outa this world...in a league his own..stop the disgrace
not much of an achievement when hes the only life form in space

u talk'n?

is that ur face in ur av? well u're to ug to speak.
even olympic skiers counld'n ski the slopes undr ur cheeks
the gay thug shit u make seemless.
cause that isn't a cigar in ur fingers. it's a really slim penis.

^see daubs is a g mack, u should get free smacks
cause YOU also have a dick in ya hand..
..thats metal and retracts
s'while u beat ur meat, i'll beat u 'n won't share love
and when i leave u black 'n blue..
..ur balls'll already be taken care of

duke jus stop post'n these lies. u hot? I mean really
only successful runs u've had, include a bad can of chili
so shut it. about face. and just drop ur pens.
or I'll box your face in like really wide chins

blah

idk how much more of a fag this herb can be..
not a definition of illness.."blah" explained your shit perfectly..
already a legend, i dont have to try and spark..
cause all we need is a DNA test to prove ive made my Marc..
robotic arms with explosives hiddin in my packet..
this kids stayin on Jocks more then letterman jackets..
put you in the easy bake, turned to 1010 degrees..
ima get a win from roastin sumone whos not even In the league..

and what have u done worth a mention muffin?
that's y I don't do precize work, cause it's good for nothing.
I ruled Rome. considered great, by far.
u talk'n grate shit, but more like repar'n grills on cars.

yea u ruled rome, but wasn't that alexander the great?
either way, in comparison, both y'all fuckers are gay
if u got dickriders... then why is when i speak they silent?
so ima beat on MA' like i was charged with domestic violence

I'm on my calm. I ain't stead'n this^ nut.
so be e-z like ur girl was in the back of my truck.
she slurp hard and had my head done.
I was touch'n tonsils, esophagus, evn the top of her lungs.
and ur signature is apt dunce.
cause it's impossible u'll write a dope verse
and u've been try'n for months.
so sit back and get ur brain working.
or my gun'll get sexy on u dude. it'll leave ur frame jerk'n.

rhyme verse with months? dude u fo real..
cuz u're the wackness that ghostwriters try to conceal
u got the game backwards, and it's ur mistake
if ima hard drive, than u sucraM till im out of space
im too ill and im out of place, u should just vacate the site
and if bein wack is wrong, then u don't wanna be right

u're doomed to fail. I'm from the times wen we flayed man.
so I battle with both blades spin'n 'holmes' lik double sided fans.
I'll detract ur sphincter. loss of blood'll hav u say'n nothing.
but ur neck'll say good things about me. yeah I'll hav tht bitch gush'n.

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