Fuck, I had relatives over for the past 3 days and wasn't allowed to access the comp. Here's a quick key.

Fuck him, I swing with weighted bars your rhyming’s straight bizarre/
Kid’s only fifteen! Sorry son, you can’t come in this battle’s rated R!/
Introspective? Man I’ll crack cranium so I can really see inside ya brain./
Hide ya pain? Naw, cuz Intro’s only bumping tracks when tied to trains!/
I pound G’s. Like drawing jagged numbers this cat ain’t seeing “round three”/
Look at ya crew man! Your “Lyrics” are a “Joke”, ya really just a clown, see?/

*Wheels and sets sights to Vango*

Better grip vests cuz I blast clowns, spit rhymes that leave your ass drowned./
Jesus man! Didn’t you learn ya lesson when I sonned you in the last round?/
Sub tears up battle fields and leaves Vango scared to step like I placed mines/
Is this kid a robot. Crack open head units, rip cords and then rewire his “A.I.”/
Van, just quit rhyming you suck! Why should I waste lines you won’t show./
KHAKJGHSJHGK GHSLDKGH SKGLH SGLKHDS! I DON”T KNOW!/

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