Eki's throwing a punch at nobody, when was this bitch accepted?
Your verse was ass backwards ... kinda like your shit is dyslexic,
Stabbing his chest in, with your inside out verse like manic depression,
You a walking diagnostic test, you teach me?! My standards are lessoned, (lessened)
Preist I have a confession, I never wrote a dope line, just 18 line suicide letters,
Who am I better than?!, I'm fake see, even my truest lines are headers,
Here's a peroid (.), I'll watch and see if you can flip a noise tight,
Eki failed at being wack, he couldn't even diss-a-point right,
You got an advantage on me?! Like having AIDS on Erkle's,
I'll have you sweating red more than gatorade commercials,
Why you alway got fags on ya mind, if anybodies gay your worse,
I slayed your verse, you sit and make a diss thread, just to obey-your-thirst,
You got the crowd like "wack, wack" the way your verse is so fowl, (foul, duck, wack)
Brethren's versatyle, need help, ^^^ haven't been to church in a while,
On stage with that garbage, like a crack head, quick to be givin the cane,
You livin a game, Fag's on your brain stem, why you got Spinal Bifida pain,
Eki, from Mike & Ike flipped his name to go solo, switched companies so what,
After I beat his ass with a 3 foot long bat, watch this 'fruit roll up'.

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