Hell Ain't Got Nothing On Me
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mah spitt
IP:
Aiight up and out
Dis cat think he got skillz, but I'm gonna win without a doubt//1
you is no lyrical soldja, you couldn't be a lyrical boyscout//2
When I'm done with you, you be like "Gumby", you soft at the core//3
You be ridin so much "dick" you be known as the "lyrical whore"//4
You have a copy n pasters vocabulary of under 10 verbs//5
touchin the computer screen is the only way people can feel ya wordz//6
ya punches have no weight, like a plastic bag in the wind//7
ya face is like a baseball glove, I be breakin it in//8
So in closin, like a camera, you da one I'm exposin'//9
I know ya flows ain't hott, they so bad they be "frozen"//10
Yeah Yeah lets get da votin goin
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