like an exit wound, my verse will leave yours ripped open....
like a baby swallowin' a food token, your left chokin'...

(Not to good for an opener, and the punch aint hit hard)

your punches wudnt hurt me, if they had on brass knuckles...
the lid to your can of dopeness, is tighter than a belt buckle...

(Getting better, punches hitting a lil harder)

my shit is fresh, $ man word $ spits shit you prolly already heard...
check his battle wit Riff Raff, he Says RB not RV like he's bit the verse...

(Didnt understand, maybe I should check the battle with Riff Raff)

your structure is weak, like a bridge in an earth quake, or twister...
when i take the win, it'll be stuck on your record like a blister...
(Aiight punch, hittin harder)

comparing you to a bullet, you come out, and you gone fast....
and when we find u hours later, your still in a mans ass....

(Shoulda hit harder, punches need work)


your punches need work.......try practicing more.

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