Aight guezz ill spit first. here we go...

yo dawg metaphor ur jus a figure of speech/
yo ryhmez u spit are juz copies of otha rapperz, u leech!/
Yez i wuz bored when i wanted to do diz battle/
tie a noose around ya neck and have u ride the saddle/
shoot my gat see how long round tha rope u can handle/
waitin az yo face turnz purple witcho eyez buldgin out/
his body hung off thiz lil rope, surrouned by a crowd/
Hey metaphor! yo live on tv u mus be rlly proud!/
u got yoself wutchu wanted, fame to be known/
Battle me again ill puncture ur brain wit yo nose bone!/
I'll take yo body and burn it like the bark on tha tree/
juz shmokin ya azz up like a couple poundz of weed/
If ya family dont think ya death wuz right and disagree/
I'll be doin drive-byz at jo house constantly/
goin back and tellin yo baby gurl dat yo dead/
end diz shit wit all the innocense and the tear shed/

aight...yo turn dawg.

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