oh no, not another predictable, punchline faggot
ya style is played, just like ya members only jacket**
you make a nigga feel like he gifted wit ESP*
i see everything you throwin before it even reaches me
i suggest you contact the black market, and restock ya arsenal
i'm outta ya range, similar to an overpriced shoppin mall
i wont get on yo click, they're not worthy to be mentioned
taught em a life lesson, now they servin a detention
you entered this battle, hype and ready to go
you leavin it resemblin a dirty train wrecked ho
i can make yo problem residential, set fire to yo home
let the flames lick yo brain so hot shit spew from yo dome
you like a suicidal jumper, cuz if you ever dropped u'd flop
my flow is like amtrak wit no breaks, IT JUST WONT STOP!
puttin 8 wack niggas on a diss don't make it dope
an increase in numbers wont widen yo skill scope
word is, you bite worse than a snaggle toothed hooker
and the way i served you up makes me a certified cooker
all the dickriders in RV couldnt save you from this asswhoopin
that means all ya gay fans gone be hoplessly onlookin
pop the 'l', slap the 'h', and put a B in its place
you a BUSTA by nature and i layed you to waste
this message was brought to you by the true UnderGrounD
you should find refuge in a circus, cuz you've officially been clowned

*Communication or perception by means other than the physical senses. in other words, similar to being able to see into the future.
**outta style ass jacket that this nigga probably wears