First off, fuck you and you're dumbass hater crew/
Butcha means nothin to me, he's probably fuckin you/
Why you got to feed off me and get things wrong to say/
I didn't say battlin ain't to my delight, payin for them is you gay/
I don't need to stay up all night thinkin like insomniacs/
It takes me less than a minute to think up some shit to insult yo punk ass/
I'm gon give it to you though, you know just what to say/
To make all these people up in here to look and think you're gay/
My facts is facts and yours be fiction/
I say words and you don't know the definition/
You couldn't of read my shit 4 time, or even barely once/
You'sa Illiterate mutha fucker in the corner, a dunce/
When I say shit i spit some shit you can barely pronounce/
Think you're smokin crack, you and your friends combined/
Still couldn't afford an ounce/
I'm speakin now so the industry be re-defined/
For lil-bitches like you I don't gots the time/
So I'ma end this shit now, I'ma go get paid/
I'm sexin all the hoes, you can't cos u gots aids/
I'd try to listen but your lyrics seem to fade/
You just another fuckin punk bitch, you Gay!/

Punk ass wanna step up to me.
Eat that shit bitch!!!!
Re-definin the rules!

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