YO yo what up faggot....can't hanld me....hahhaha


...yo I'can't be handled...respected world wide...i dont know who dis hoe is...
yo we could both disapeer...come back and see who remain to be noticed.../

underestimating what you hardly saw...cuz i'm showin up like tits at mardi-gras...
kid just learnin to walk...but my punches can make you hardly crawl.../

accomp known to hit'em...commin at ya xp style not dis ms dos prompt system...
dissmiss em'...elevatin like david blaine...sky high i'm known to lift em.../

ya rhymes is "soar" that don't mean ya elevatin....
airplanes couldn't lift ya level higher than mine...i'm everest slangin..../

me an you compared is like pizza wit out sauce...just half da flavor...
even if ya ass owned mead notebook company...you couldn't have half my paper.../

ya feel my rhymes...beakya from cannibus to those plastic nines....
spit a 4 minute keystyle...but i could killya in half da time.../


new style yo....old rb reminicint no more stretched

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