Fuck it... I'll win off of flow alone

Failed to impress... I ain't even sparing this guest
Why you wailin? I'mma put some fuckin hair on ya chest
I take ya friends straight from ya palms
While you making amends
take a blade
And staple it right in ya arms
I'm sick... I ain't even throwing punches this time
You sucking at rhymes...you couldn't silence people
If you were fucking a mime...
Flawless victory... the way this kid always thinks of me
Fuck skills... even your name is contradictory
Wish you be hard... but I'm still scarin this honkey
I got em haulin ass like he was carryin donkeys


omg Meters, you were right

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