See I'm gone spit another verse and scrap what I wrote/
you said no dick riding but you keep some dick in ya throat/
Let me battle myself and I'll never stop flowing/
Put "Hol W" in a porn and he'll never stop blowing/
I wear this mic out like crips and bloods wearing khakis/
I drop bombs on my challengers like the U.S did Iraqis/
You aint reppin no crew,Cos your lyrics are old and played/
My Lyrics are ancient but still up in clubs always gettin sprayed/
You just aint got the right style, so most nigggas be passin off/
Keep ya jokes on the shelf kid, you just a laughing stock/

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