Sten. Ex-Cells,Dropin Bombs & To A-ccom's Astonishment/
I Burn Palms Like Napalms,...Token This "L" Is Your Only Accomplishment/
Your Puns Barely Cut At My Surface Like A Dull Apple Pealer/
Kid I Places Herbs In Bags Like Your Neighborhood Dealer/
This Dicks' Only Worth Half A Full Stroke Of This Dissin/
Now Im Barely Chokin This Chicken And Now This Jerk Is Bitchin/
This Bitch Flinches At Each Sentence,Come On Kid Take It Like A Man/
Its Obvious This Kid Blows In Rotation Like A Oscillatin Fan/
Kid Stop De-Gratin Your Rap,Your Still Cheesy In Full.../
The Only Split De-cision Here Is Where Ill Part Your Skull...!/

And Then...

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