This is ma verse am making a supreme entrence
U n Harold shipman got sumthin in common…u both cant finish a sentence //

Your flows weak like jelly I can that shit wobbleing
This cats stuck on 1 note like the sprite goblin //

Man ur styles all bit from otha rappers how can u b serious,
Bowls of Babylon just shit u out, ur lost n delirious

WoW u da new member of elite but u aint even started elevating yet?
Until am beaten am considered a global threat //

I cant leave rap alone luk at this spit n c am addicted,
Check out nova’s verse n c he’s mentally restricted //

I had shit to do otha then battle but am sicka getting nattered
Ur flows like your brains bout ta get scattered //

Plz how can u compare my style to yours,
You aint got no structure, flow, personals or metaphors //

This cat talks bout killin, but the only time he’ll b poppin me,
Is if they turned me inta a pill n called me LSD //


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x-plenations = Harold Shipman hung him self in jail while servin life
= Sprite Goblin is a ugly green thing dat only knows 1 cord or note on things