first off... this gut spits like his name suggests...no-sight
coz unlike stevie wonder..this cat cnt key hot,without light
6/10 ok personal, but shud have been made into a punch
this guy been followin me like a sheep....but only to ya slaughter
murder u n eat..like hannibal..this is silence of the lambs i-taught-ya
ok wordplay 6/10
ima dispose of ya weak filler......knock out ya mortar
u know ya structures weak...like an old house..i haunt ya
weak as shit 4/10
this guy always screaming....get ur ass in huuuuuuuuuuuur
dawg........u must be up for ass bandit of the year......
played but hit ok 5/10
why u tryin to spit hot...against the storm....i`ll blow u of the page
but u cudnt blow hot if u woz internally burning with methane on tha stage
stretch but ok punch 6/10
i better pull back on this dawgs leash.....choke him, stop tha wack-talk
he getin 2 far ahead of himself...u cnt run...hvnt even learned to walk!
blah played but hit still 6/10
dawg u cudnt spit hot even after a british tandori made u sick
even if i gave u lemons, made u sick..u still wudnt spit acidic shit
stretched got to the point

6.5/10

Imma watch T storm off the stage cuz I stole his thunder..no wonder-
This kid from London tryna thug it..those are thunder claps son, not guns-
nice punch rhyming was off "claps son" "nots guns" 5/10
You're #1 on my list of groupies..kid, ur like a Button on my spits-
Cuz every fuckin' thread I open up..u go from my dick to fasten it-
played as fuck.. i think u bit that 0/10
I'll swing with a sword and turn this baby into 2 pacs..ur crew is not-
Respected except for recruitin' kids from hot crews that got dropped-
lol 5/10
Now it's SIGHT's turn to bat this curve ball..ur a little soft round the edges-
Fuck reading ur text..just look in my palm to see where your head is-
6/10
Battlin' me is sure death kid..T's a storm minus the Bright flashes-
I stay droppin' hot shit..u just dabble in it while ur up men's asses-
played 6/10

6/10

v/ t - storm

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