I see ill bling aka UG, ignorant arrogant lightweight MC, steppin' to peeps that I can not believe...
Now Jesus, be gone your wack lyrics are takin' too much room in this cypher thread
Leave typin' to real textee beasts before we leave key prints on your head
I see that you 'leek' sick flows
Better get your sinuses checked homes, or blow your nose
I'll be the baker, and you can be my dough
Get heated by these lyrics and rise in my stove