ayo time to rash on dis nigga....

ayo dis coward tryin see me, i think shotta lost his mind/
U cant flow, you skateboard n das da only way u stay on da grind
U got plenty of battles under ur waste, but u aint poppin off ya guns-lead/
look at ur record nigga, shotta's barely makin it over 500
When i called out this battle, you no u shudda refused/
my flow treats u like a pipe 2 a crackhead, ur fuckin abused
Its ridiculous, my rhymes are 2 sick to just-ify in brail/
u cudda spit a hard bar if you crashed into a muthafuckin safety rail
Got luda in ur avy pretendin rhymes come outa ya mouth/
only thing u say to Mc's is "write a verse 4 me n then i'll satisfy u down south"
ive heard better shyt from youngstaz dat play wit harry potter toyz/
every1 give you last respects, cuz i just shotta-boy


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