ayo herr i go lets go yo , yo
as my verse is dispersin it hurts u worse then a virgin's first birth/
call it "retarded" the way i leave you utterin nothin but "slurred words"//
my moment's spurred, im bout to leave ya head shook and ya throat burned/
the win is inferred, but bein murked is by far the method preferred//
wit cursed verbs, put an end to ya dreams like a "dreamcatcher"/
cought in my beams n smashed now your bones fractured n soul raptured//
dawg when you see me droppin lines u overwhelmed by my tactics...//
i leave you "coverin your eyes" quicker then "allergies and napkins"//
you couldnt "top" my lyrics if you wrote your verse on a "stepstool".../
couldnt "come close to my talent" if u "jacked off while i was nex to u"//
you couldnt "beat me at this game" if you surfed the net for some "cheat codes"/
you couldnt "rape this text" if u printed it out n "fucked" tha "paper roll"//

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