first verse:
spare ya life? give me one good reason
This Dude runs from beef like fastin season
Yeah I Admit You was Good in the past
but these punches leave ya shakin like ali's ass
dawg u cant ra[, This Kid Is So wack
He walks around with Herb printed on his throwback
Have you tryin to breathe Like Fabolous
But You can’t cause these lines is so hazardous
Shove your tongue back to ya inside parts
Now tell the site you spit from the heart
you aint syck like bread your so plain B
only dope heads your near is cocaine fiends
I saw ya family filled with plenty dikes
My Rhymes are in the hood like mini bikes
Im So syck battling me u’ll catch west nile
My bars stick to ur ass Like Doggy Style


2nd verse:
Dude Comes at me like he tryna get cut
Burn you in ashes like cigarette butts
Batttlin Me? Dawg you playin with fire
U wanna clean my house? Dawg u hired
Dawg u wack u stay low on da board
He gets raped in the ass more den supa whores
Nigga say it with me, im the damn champ
This Kids The one that put herb on the map
Ur lines are played like rehearsed speeches
These lines stick to ya skin like them Leeches
Like the Sun Dawg I stay Hot
Like vanilla ice dawg u stay forgot
This Kid Purposly Commits Crimes
So he can have oral sex with Mystikal and shyne

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