Where you reppin’, What’s ya stompin’ grounds, Are you ready for KC’s Finest/
I got a new weapon, Wanna hear how the tounge glock sounds, Nope. Bow down to your highness/
I can foresee a tragedy, One that’s about to happen, Cuz My lines popped, knock you out into a coma/
Whores see the trajed’ee, ya scream afta my gun done clappin’, left him dropped out like havin’ no diploma/
See, Hellrazor brought meh back, & I Got ta Smack These cats who think they too hot fah rap/
And I’m about ta Sack, your record and ‘bout ta black your eyes until they dim out ta black/
Your record is winless, And I think it’s time I bend this backwards, God as my witness/
I’ll knock you senseless, I’ll send ya back wurr ya came from, And I’m the unrelentless/
I’ve done been patient, and I came home, And your fucked if ya say shit… your who? Trajed’ee?/
You mad at me, Have a seat, You like that faggit sheet, Yeah… So Have A Sweet…/
A Sweet trip to hell, After I fire a few warning shots in ya head, Now ya carried by the bitch six/
& 12 can’t send me to jail, I’ll drop your body over their dead, Told y’all not to mess with hicks/
Man you can’t get pussy, You beat meat son, You got that bitch on ya avi just to masturbate/
You can only try to touch me, Uh, Beat me son, Shit, Battle Me, You need to get it on straight/
The Midwest’s King, You challenging me is the bitchest thing, So here it is… MOTHA FUCK YOU/
You know I got Paseo, We knockin’ out hos like you like a KO, And 6 feet under is where we tuck you/
10 wins don’t nearly show my habits, I win all the time, Jumpin’ newbs like u like a fuckin’ rabbit/
Went back to the village cuz I too good for city status, Freestyle all the time, Fuck you fuckin’ faggit/
If you want to stay loss less in the matter of a day, Then you shouldn’t have tossed this battle shit away/
Fuckin’ with Village just isn’t smart okay, Cuz if You piss me off you’ll meet all of PSA/

*Drops the mic and pisses on it*

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