AIght

Lets do dis, adept about to lose dis,circumstances leavin bitches full of bruises...
regardless of my newness, the vet inside me gonna leave a kid or two clueless...
No S.I. but you da cover page of dis new MAGAZINE...(like a clip for a gun)
From dis machine, my banana clip empties into your entire regime...
my methods are abusive but you couldnt cause me to choke if ya rhymes were fuckin neuses...
but i see right threw dis, like your dog ate yo rhyme book i'm sick of fuckin excuses...
nevertheless if you leave bleedin so u barley typin somthin to take my time fo readin...
but my rhymes like nicotine cuz ill shit is what people needin...
But dawg you completly gettin my nomanation for the best sport of public humiliation...
cuz yo rhymes is nondestructive until mine are obliteratin...

But like i'm DRUNK and bizzare, i spit BARS, that iller than cases of SARS...
Cuz yo got "Creamed" like "Vagisil" cuz i rub you out like bugs up on my window seal

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