The lyrical miracle who sets his gun to astonish/
Its time to play with these punks who wanna try to punish/
I spit rhymes usin vocabulary so not to limit my lyrical flow/
I stand out from the rest thanks to my lyrical glow/
you don't know how to step to me/
you don't even know how to use this site/
you think these battles come for free/
but they're not much to my delight/
I'm gona let you know that you're in for a fright/
cos i raggle rhymes that rock around all night/
I don't want, know, or have to feed off you/
with this rhyme I know our beef is through/
cos when it comes to rhyme i don't got much else to do/
but sit at home alone, think, and make a mokery of you/
so for now i'm jus gona kick you to the curb/
and then i'm gona rush into the next verse merely to disturb/
but now i want you to spit back and give me somethin to hear/
don't be another clown, be stupid and disappear/
Holla Back.

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