This Guy Spit-Shit I get-Sick-n'Hiccop-Break-fast/
You Dumb as reckless- DickHead- check ya fuckin-record/

Im the kinda guy who reminds lias why they-die-cold/
and I know Ya MindSlow like Dial-up-wit-lines-closed

"This Kid Was Never Fiya- That's Why he ridin with spul"

Fuck JPoll and Fuck Di- Aint No Games In here-
I write a volume a day- For you a page takes a year/

Stay the fuck out my Threads- and keep my Balls outta Ya Palms-Bitch/
Before More A-Bombs Strike and form Mushroom Clouds all up-on-ya/

this whole thing was a quotable. unheard of. Sevens writtens cant be touched. Only crit is ya flow on the third verse was hella rushed, and you tried squeezin too much syllables on one line. But di got his ass handed, cant wait to see if he actually tries coming original and writes come punches to come back with.

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