less born to kill, more born to fill,
line after line with a ryhme you steal,
been here since may, and you still talk gay?
nothing more original with which to play?
a gay diss, hmm, you're so unique,
you're the stagnant hip hop of which we speak,
when we say this scene is going nowhere,
yet you still repeat, without a care,
they may be tag team, but your solitaire,
the lonely one with a life of despair,

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