E to-the R to-the I to-the C
Why u bitches even try battling me
Im gonna merk u like its nothing
U say ur the shit but ur jus bluffing
Ur shit sounds like poem not a rap
Ima kill u over and over again after every relapse
8 to-the 9 is how many times ima smoke u like a dime(dime bag like weed)
I dunno why ur allowed to spit it should be a crime
My punch lines will leave u in a state of acoma
Ur shit stinks worse then ur moms pussy aroma

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