Hurry it now... quick verses, must be furious now
Cuz Ain's got two types of deadlines he needs to worry about
Lurin em out in the open... so he can say my name
While I rip Rising Sun, Ain'll give his play by play
Bleed... but you may not stain, ya livin in abuses
We know Ainmo's wack, but he's already givin his excuses
This kid is just as loose as people get when they're hung
Only time you get votes is when people are guessing for fun
You're never the one...but maybe me not spillin's fair
Don't think I forgot you Rise, you were just never really there
It's chilly air when I spit... yours is just hot rubbish
If something sharp comes outta ya mouth...then it's not from it
Dismembered, the doc's numb it... this fool is dismissed
Cuz I end Rising Sun kinda like the lunar eclipse...
My computer is ripped... Cuz I can't tell which is less than who
But I'll still be killing Siinz like I worked in confession booths

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