hahaha
I once heard a rumor that Jet and his crew travelled everyday to a pharmacy/searching, relentless for the extremity that i withheld in the defining phrophecy/

Even if he bit and recycled, then again, its better for his environment/Kid could claims big nuts, but couldnt get screwed even if he was a wrench/

Exact and precise as far as a RB newbie can possibly accomplish/
Then theres you, by accident you sent your sig to santa and he gave you a dict(ionary)/

Should i let you step up, nah, drop the mic, you shouldnt be holdin it/Cause without busting a bar, ya sweating, get the kid a stick of deodorant/

And now as the pressure that flows from my nostrils extinguish any fire you control/you are ready to confess that lyrics from Vanillia Ice are what you stole/

Your talent ranges from "inconsistent" to "lyrically incompatible"/
Right now you opposite me, in a second, to the ground, you will be parallel/

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MC Murdera'

(RB's "ill" MCs)


Otherwise known as Artikulate