U winning battles kid, I sponsered the war/
Im a four horned boar come on the side of your car door/
Mr. 2 posts got me mad, you should change that Pac aveture/
put a picture of yourself insted, or any other ameture/
and you having trouble rymin wit the word "shitty"/
but I'll leave you stiffer than Pam Andersons fake Tittys/
I'll slice your throat wit the pen you use to write your lines/
then rap a black belt around your face so you could change your name to master mind/
cuz Swift Wun's garbage, and Krairo's a "studio Gangster"/ LoL
But i got em scared, and swinging like princes's back up dancers/
Im the illest, the point you two wannabes wanna reach/
Niggaz like U run out to buy my seminars just to hear me rip U In High quality speech/
duck down punk, Eyedentdy bomb on these streets/
make your eye look blacker than tyrese/

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figure I could drop by and promote my my first mixtape and what not since im here..