aight checkin in

yo fuck tha concept of u tryin to come in for an easy win//
ur tha same as a nabisco wheat ur lines r thin//
fuckin wit me is like goin against christ its a sin//
so im cuttin u up wit a razor sharp fin//
now ur gushin blood and askin anyone for band-age//
havin u scurred tat u have a fright to go on stage//
and perform a lyrical verse to tha crowd//
their booin u so bad u cant get a rhyme in ur head and ur excuse is its too loud//
u should be ashamed of urself if u came at me wit tat verse//
it must have been placed by an emcee tat was cursed//
so in tis case tey have to be wack//
in order to attack//
from tha rear wat r u a fuckin ramp ranger or an anal avenger//
tis verse is hotter ten clear and present danger//
im tha head of a cia family whose got a yearnin to make a quick feud end abruptly//
havin u rockin back and forth and give u a simple push and ur fallen like humpty-dumpty//
but u aint gettin placed backed together by all tha wo-men//
but by tha homos tat give it to each other in tha ass and tey came from tha pen//
so ur now bein raped by all gays//
tis is judgement day a.k.a as ur end of days//

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67-30-46 combined overall on rb


keep lethal in thy beatin heart/
let thy tactix slip life falls apart/


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