Weren't ya goin' to ask how i'm doin? Prepare for the worst
But I'm doin' alright...in my prediction, that u'll NEVER drop a good verse
I checked the sig of this lame, n' I'm no fan of this gay
cuz if ur The Scholar, why didn't u study that TrusHurtz lines are played
Ya wasted ur time n' I'm wonderin' what the hell is this
U couldn't Secure a win if u were a computer network specialist
^^^ I used a geek line cuz I gotta hunch ur a disgrace
I'm no techie, but watch my palm pilot a punch to ya face

I'm on top of this rapgame while you're still stuck at the bottom.
and yeah, TrusHurtz lines are played...
but I wanted you and my lines to have somethin in common!
But actually, it isn't ALL trash when you come forth and spit
in fact, you don't drop half-assed... it's more like 3/4 of it!
Why do you still drop verses? Quit, there's no good reason.
you spit whack in my dreams...
and then I woke up and realized I wasn't dreaming!
You really do... don't even need explosives for bombin ya stuff
you couldn't 'spit up dope' even if you were 'vomiting drugs'

Faggot wants to win, but this just isn't ur day
You don't just run ur mouth...
... u run ADMITTIN' that all ur shits played
U ain't respected highly n' ur as wack as can be
U couldn't Engineer a win even if u went to MIT
Ur business for wackness is failin', yea, ur crap dude
U'd Venture anger, but you'd fuckin' fail at that too
Now I get food to go when I'm hungry, yea it is true
But then again ^^^^ is just what bitches want you to do!
Here's a cliche that will say that this lame isn't fun
Wanna see a fool his and money parted?...
... just rob Faime with a gun

aight look

yall bitches like talking/
well yall must not like walking/
cuz speakin my name is the shit that gets my gun sparkn/
cannabarz is still talking like he famous/
thinking he a great mc but really hes just nameless/
a brainless bitch/
he talks big till he hears that fucking stainless click/
im deranged and sick/
not giving a fuck about what you say or think/
cuz i buy pens for 50 cent and i murda the inc/
yall muthafuckers dont want no dramma wit crime/
wait till yall stand in line then let loose wit the 9/
then i got this nigga cocaine running his mouth/
ill find out where ya momma live then ill run in her house/
& im not into board games like checkahs/
but if you start disrespectin best believe i will check ya/
you call yourself cocaine/
that pure whyte snowmayne/
well some call me baking soda &im waiting to cut ya /
or better yet i could cook ya and sell ya to a feind/
making money off ya ass the ghetto american dream/
and tef where you been i thought you was dead mayne/
or maybe you was in the back blowing cocaine/
you really need to know this homie you aint shit/
they call you teflon/ i should change my name to hollowtips/
cuz once i let loose i can see right through ya/
and who ya thought ya was/
thinking you could get one up on crime/
while you barely stayn alive/
i know its hard but if blowing lines of coke dont work/
then stand on the corner wit cann and both get jerked/
and wipe that smirk off ya face or you gone get hurt/
or worse all three a yall bitches is gonna get mercd/
cuz if i cant make money on yo ass wearing a skirt/
then theres no point of living for yall /so taste the dirt :shoot: :shoot:

i told yall bitch made niggas stop speaking my muthafuckin name around here
but again noone listens just a bunch of ignorant muthafuckers you cant fuck wit me!!! you aint even on the same level as me niggaz i do this shit all day in the streets i just come on here to unwind and have a laugh at yall internet gangbangin ass niggaz i mean shit yall didnt really think you could beat me did you......... well i guess thats just another broken heart for yall bitches
yah im talking bout cannabarz cocaine and tef what say something i dont like
anytime yall want the battle set it up i aint worried about losing to yall punk muthafuckers and if you dont want it THEN STOP SPEAKING MY NAME BITCHES!!!!! :shoot: :shoot: :

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