Listen...You Rhymes couldnt elevate if you had enough latitude/
So you'll never get nice like you had a bad attitude/

every word that i type ...i see 'em stressin'/
Shots got you bleedin' no wonder your p.m.s'n/

...You not the kind to win/
You the type the to pre write your verse and type it in/

10 bars all i need do a quick wit w1cked/
but why you lyin' you not number "1" and you not "sick wit" it/

end this verse in a boom and you lyrics not makin it/
you claim your words sacred like the parts on a naked chick/YEAH!!!

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1-800-STOP FUCKIN HATIN'



WEEZY SNYPZ