first off ya rhymes are as shitty as "Bowelle* movement//
man talk bout fingas..he got dem fat wuns he got a duece bent//
aight dis will be a easy win like ummm lemme see..5-0//
yall getitn record deals but they from dem jive hoes//
and ppl want u to stop..just like dem fifty hitz//
Iam "HOT" like wun of dem fuckin missy hitz//
but she aint good her self either...like u//
like dis battle and ya bitch u cant pleaze her..quiet tru//
i stay livin wit da red bandanna in ma pockit//
and stay holdin da glock..pulled out ready to cock it//
throwin shit at chu well yellin so i cant here u say "STOP IT"//
u gettin ya shit from rednecks and a fat hill billy//
erace ya name like umm who was it..oh yeah milly vanilly//
dont remeber who dat was..like dem niggas wit chu//
go tell ya moms that i threw punches and a nigag hit chu//
u thinkin tha ur shit hot and gettin bigga like steriods//
hitin this nigga from err were ..got dis nigga peranoid//
i open up shots..like dem doctors open up wounds//
have u all wrapped up in ya own shit like ca-coons//
ill give u back ya garbage and u can eat it like ra-coons//
cant get fat beats so u end up playin dem spoons//
i *semore Butts*.. in ma crib then dem but doctorz//
hey hey hey...stop talkin.. get da glock out and cock yurs//
1...2....3...4...5...DRAW..BOOM oh shit i killed anotha wun//
i done u a favour and i went easy on anotha wun//
just for u aint i fuckin nice...shit dont lie..u kno iam nice//
finished da battle easy..ur lucky u didnt pay tha price...//

wun be ez

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