I'm strong enough to beat you and your crew, hands-tied-down,
Damn, bye now, if you see a shooting star, that's your man-flying-down,
Send anybody you want to battle me, I send em back-through-mail,
Your mom knows, I got a dick bigger than some of these rapper's-tales,
I sound-check the mic, and the battle is over,
Take it, throw it like salt, over my shoulder.

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