while im in the "South" getting a "wack education" yo lame ass in the Notrh ice skating.i ain't hatin, bit you act like we was datin, my lyrics fuck you up like Freedy did Jason/1

dude please stop hatin, you probably looking at a ELton JOns concert in your room masturbating. i got rythumic tendencies to turn my enimies to verbal "synonyms" i hear your mom in the backround screaming "please sto killing him./2

but i won't this is it. i gotta win, you wouldn't have proper support evn if depends sponsored you. dude you don't have a clue that when i speak my verbal tornado swallows, my words pierce your mind like hallows run through stupid fools like you/3

and you might be good, but you from "Canada" bitch, YOU DON'T REP A HOOD". im from the gritty streets of Richmond, i though you would give respect to a better emcee, but i guess you think you as nice as me./4

you couldn't feel ah beat even if yo heart was knocked out, you trying to get a win but yo mind just clocked out. its ove, im poison in your system like the venom of a cobra. my rhymes kill off your air supply like AL Roker wearing a choker./5

beating me is hard to do like heating things up with a pop sickle. im poking at you gangsta like a cold nipple. and you couldn't get a wave even if was a ripple. it simple we both share somethign in common, we both wanna win but there lies the problem. i got the lyrics to solve em' but like rocks in a glass its impossible to dissolve them./6

i had to wait a long time for you to copy in paste. im a verbal bulldozer, i just clear soace. i don;t wait to drop my verses i lay niggas down in hearses. fuck your verses, you the worse emcee i had to deal with. you like a unwelcomed guess i just can't chill with./7

you compare me to mike tyson but i'll k.o. your ass quicker then M-Byson (character on street fighter), it intisign cuz imma keep writtin, like Rocky imma keep fighting. like a wounded dog imma keep biting till i rise to the top like Christ/8

soon imma elavate cuz i spit bars so hard that i crack the sky and then i'll talk to god. even if you were a baot you wouldn't get me drift. im santa clause and a loss to you is my gift. i don't bullshit when it comes to raps, iknow i got mad 0's like apple jacks. but a heart of a champion is what you lack. Tell me what has Canada contributed to rap. AS a matterof fact after this i'll put yall on the map. instantly your computer screen goes black. its a rap everybody knows i got you stuck in venus fly trap./9

i ain't hard i just spit for the streets. even if you could palm fire you couldn't catch heat. and you don't want beef i got young gunnas like Cris and lil neef. your lyrics flatter than a soda wit no suds. from me you gets no love, i fit in this game tight like Garry Patton the glove./10

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