THis nigga's computer illiterate, "cuz i when do U" aint an actuall sentince/
this nigga cant ryme, his syllibals'll leave and inglish professer crying senseless/
Lines like "I'll kick Ur azz 1 of 2 ways like wut"....... is the reasons rappers in training dont get they licence/
U got no skillz, and U dont know shit about street violence, so stay in silence/
this nigga aint never battled, he's new to getin hes asskicked/
I'll make U want more punchlines like a fanatic massacist/
I'll flip more battles than U could flip moodswingz and birds/
I'll have U serving me my "number 8" supersized while I battle your managers/
armed wit lucky 13, but nigga I run my own post office/
wit mail carriers that'll dryby ur block and lunch wrongly addressed rockets/
My life style is hot, like Ur breath at the top of the mourning/
U was born in a field wit clones, so Ur hole crew is equally korny/
Battlin me is like bringing candy to class, cuz I got enough for everyone/
this niggaz younger then the number of posts & thread that he's suscribing on/

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