i chief knots...a deep plot...strikin Rob's mind like a broadway stage
dont get mad cuz its true that, every one of your concepts is fuckin played!!
us the same? hell naw not even comparable, but you could be my roadie!
your style's a cross between wack -n pussy, u wonder why nobody's voting?
when exploding...catch you hoping...laugh cynical, -n finish you off
Rob, doggy......yo mayne i gotta speak for us all, your wordplay wasnt caught!
watch you cough...dead ya livin, sick how i literally gord, upchuck, -re-eat -n shit your soul
my technique alone, is better than that whole verse u wrote
im dope, your wishin...stop describin and start dissin
cuz how the fuck you walkin out this battle with both a ya legs missin??