u thought the world was flat..come at you in full and you'll return as half//
U couldnt make me laugh cuz ya verses make no sense like inverted math//
I bring to much weight for ya to carry they feeling Bricks/
Ya bring ya wack set of nigga im coming groups and Packs//
Im came to be Murderous..my style is Ghetto Have you Heard of This//
Well im gonna role u up and smoke ur ass like CaniBus//
Fam ya scared of me ripping you on this match wit my Flow//
Only way ur gonna beat me is if u hit me wit a Low Blow//
Battlin someone nice and everyone knows your gonna lose jus face it//
Either way ill put the steel to ya mouth and i aint talking bout braces//


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