I click keys to hit knees an buckle fags when i belt these
Ya feel me? I got it locked.. with your skeletons.. an my key
Try me.. this like the Holy Trinity of battles, an i`ll explain
I ghost for Shadow an Son accomp.. so Father`s my real name
All fun an games.. i hate to split these two apart for starters
They`re shoppin` for talent.. an talent tops their list to barter
I`m creatin` Martyrs.. cos these two bitches die for their beliefs
Believed they could equal me.. now two on one still has them beneath
Fucka three-some.. good grief.. i`ll let the hoes scrap for seconds
Exhausted in a minute.. chances are grave cos thas what beckons
A chance? You reckon? Well i take both chances an fuckin` wreck `em
Shadow saw the match-up.. an invited accomp to collab with him
Gettin` this far`s an accomplishment on it`s own.. but now ya finished
Got within` reach of the title.. but thas all you accomplished
Kid`s dished..
Yeah right..
You`ll probably use the same excuse explainin` the b/s verse ya write
Turn back to son the darkness.. S.E`s a bitch cos he`ll always Miss
Nothin` but limp wrists.. punchin? You couldn`t even make a fist
You`d think this is the lunch line the way you gettin` served punch lines
Two days to burn me.. don`t bother.. cos you could never match mine.

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