Fuck that rhyme was as whack as a raquet-swing//
U couldnt cut shit, all u do is hack-at-things//
comparin yourself to a little unborn fetus//
aw neva mind Eye- one day u might pop out and greet-us//
so we can all laugh at ur weak-ass-lines//
now i understand why you cant speak-half-da-time//
You a little baby dwellin inside Xtasy//
put sum clothes on bitch, go and jump a fence-4-me//

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BuddhA vs NiteCrawla