Mrtalkstomuch Your too simplistic, you’re A game better be brought..
Cos at present, your more predictable than a british weather report..
You'll be needing stitches, my sharp words against your feeble disses..
Wack punches...that shit just doesnt cut it like Preschool scissors..
i don't know why you'd persist, ya talent's a treasonous myth..
like extra-terrestrials, there's doubts that the shit even exists..
you ignorant fuck i really can't believe your feeble wackness..
dissed my religion, now your at the toppa my 'people to smack' list..
we both think ya mum's a bitch, our only likeness in war.. like
substitute teachers, no one cares what ya write on the board!..dike
Mrtokealot gets pinched and smoked like pot.. Im upset wit ya text flow..
you keep spittin the same shit.. what are you testin, the echo?..
Lyrical terrosit slicing the popes throat imma raw genius..
and my temper's the only thing alive shorter than ya penis..
Oh-my-lord this bitch wanted Holy-war....time to witness ya loss..
TOKEALOT shined in prison bruv...he really was the wizard of OZ!..
So you if you diss my faith, its beef - I'll promise you war..
But after i beat you i'll bury the hatchet ….along with your corpse..Bitch..

HOLY WAR...

Learn..

peace
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