Lets Battle
 

Whats The Problem Man, You Dont Know How I Got Here Man, My Rymes Are Like Butter Slippery And Greasy Man. Youll Never Understand, That I Really Gotta Plan,to Put 2 Hundred G's Into My Empty Hand. Before Its Over, You Will Be My Biggest Fan, Writting On The Open Mic Tring To Be In My Fam. Now Who Wants To Test The Best That Ever Lived I've Been Blessed With A Gift To Make Everyone Wanna Shift From Your Side To Mine, Da** Right Im Gonna Shine, While Im Making Rymes Your Getting Hit From Behind.



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