Tritz your rhymes don’t show warrior… like reading late at night they just get yawned on …
So Im Thinking of beating you… a wack bitch… with anything I can get my mind on…
Understand this… my thoughts so heavy they leave u progressively bloody like a tampon…
I write a picture with words and as you might have dropped first you still out drawn…
Cuz I play battles like chess… I think first to push two to yea “chess” like my hits where pawns…

Im waisting my time with you kid cuz “if I look back at your verse” “I can see you out run”…
Like Jay-z would say: I got 99 problems… you’re just a bitch so winning this battle ain’t one…

Was the same age when this 13 year old stepped to rap but I had wins, accelerated my dream…
You’re in a nightmare kid, cause already you off beat cuz im ripping out your hart and spleen…
Add that to the fact that it’s just a battle… no hate im jus doing it for the team…
( Rhyme Reapers)

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