Expell Jolts of Force, decimating strong holds wit a Passionate Glow
You chose the Wrong Pro coz yo style's bout as Average as Joe
I start Rappin a Flow n begin Bashin ya Skull wit Tactics I Wrote
I'll have em cry a river, build a bridge over it, n charge this Faggot a Toll
So much Bull shit comes out yo mouth that when u spit, Plants'll Just Grow
Hide like Rabbits in Holes,I wear u out, throw u in the Hamper with Clothes
I "came hard" on you like a dick, shit, what was I Supposed To Do?
Coz in battles, U'r Like President Bush ....Only stupid people Vote for U
So why Try This? You're Spineless, U'r so weak that U x Me = a Minus
+ Yo rhymes wouldn't even "go gold" if they were touched by King Midas
Biotch! Oakland!



peace....

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