iight iight ...here we go
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ill dunk you in a tub of blood then throw u in the ocean/
and laugh when sharks rip apart the half thats seen floatin/
above tha water line/i coulda used hotta lines/
but im laid back now,im relaxed with my rhymes/
im tryn to tell a story/envisioning these gorey/
situations to place you in and no im not sorry/
you can take me on maury/and pour out all the drama/
i wont beat you down im non violent like dahli lamma/(mite of mispelled that)
so you do got a chance,not to win this battle/
but to get 'cher ass kissed,so go 'on scaddle/
get movin'/im provin' on every different level/
for no plain reason,GB's not a rebel/
im a flame breathin devil/
who will burn your confidence with every single rhyme/
spit words so fast consanants stick to yer spine/
and throw it outta line/but i think youve faced the facts/
you should be out workin dawg and not writin raps/