Murder this meek,I half assed keyed still an easy feat-
mumbled speech,this cat gets shown up by the beat-
Rhymes are weak,so how you really 'flow intelligent'-
Copy and pastin for days,and when i asked him about it he said "thats irrelivant"-
*sniff,sniff* whats that i smell a clit,While im like a black womans hair cant-mess-wit-it-
Ill leave you lit,cats a bitch,appearantly ive asked around and nobodys felt-ya-hits-
And i have a sneaky suspicion this cats spittins are pre-written-
This cat couldn't stand my heat if he spit-it with oven mittens-
your not winnin,i take you out quick like shout on soiled linens-
This mans brains spinnin,the only way youd get ANY respect is if you dropped the mic quittin-
Your flows are worse than dickridden pervs and men with dildos and a purse-
I bet your gonna feed off my verse,this guy hangs out with his pants down in the back of a hearse-
Your ugly,anal,and your rhymes are retarded,...look hes crying now maybe i shouldnt have started-
Everytime i read your stuff its like god just farted,Sorry im not really mean just small hearted-

Damn..been awhile...but there it is.....good luck pimpin...

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im gone for 3 centurys 2 decades and five years...
then the name De' appears and queers start sheddin tears...
catchin peers,man's sweatin of shear fear...
when i interfere,im closer than i may appear like rearview mirrors...