i suppose i need to try, against some one with 34 wins,
off me you gets sword n axes, instead of needles n pins,
i spit like a wordsearch, an keep ya scrambled an confused,
shift, an '/' is what i make of your punches, u got no pimp juice,
there was no, battle callout, just permisson to be beat,
a name like twizzle stix, ur not keepin ur wackness discrete,
your lines are never on track, after i de-rail ur train of thought,
girls love you, playin tennis, is the only time he gets to court*
like shootin stars, it aint long till you completely vanish,
if i were the leader of wits end, you position i wud banish.



*court, when you see a girl, like go out with her

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