Damn sons, you came softer than temperpudic mattrasses
You need more punches than that if you wanna clash wit dis
Shit Skitt half'a ya verse didn't even rhyme with it's setup line
Ya fists miss everytime, I fake fall but after that I get up fine
Originality is lazy, no respect cuz you bit Word~Perfect's Avy
Call me crazy?, you d/r so much you father all'a Rb's babies
You sick?....hardly it's rabies, oh and Skitten's gay, sorry ladies
End up in Hadies, I'd spot you Votes but you couldn't re=pay me
I'd say your lines are used, but they ain't even werth bein played
I say ur mind is confused, go back to P/Diddy and tryta be made

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