Shit, I'm not takin' this man serious his name appears Carson
Bitch, your verse is whack your delerious claimin' yearly Arson
Couldn't put fire on a thread even when burnin' your own shirt
Tryna tell me you aint bitch but I'm learnin' that you Own skirts
Can't win! shit you can't flow, Jet's not sick just an infected hoe
On the street collectin' doe, I rape'em teach'em rejection's show
CJ throws punches at Tech, but like air, theres nothin ta catch
You take'a stab in the dark at best, but I just apart that guess
Clipse? I dump in the rest, in ya CD player bumpin' your chest
Btter than most I bet, but sayin' you can beat Tech is a stretch

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