~Sonofisis~:
9th Degree tries to fight, but he doesn't have Enough Rhymes
Been Gone, Came Back to see him using My Old Punch Lines!
You're The Dumb Kind, I didn't wanna have to Mention You
Ur 9th Degree coz u've been tossed outta 9 Different Crews
In rhyme school he was Cuttin Class, thats too Fuckin Bad
Now the only time u get a thumbs up is when it's Up Ya Ass
So now for your career we all Got Bad Hopes
Coz Like diluted cocain, your "Lines Are Not That Dope"
This is too much of an Easy Job
Disgracful MC's like u make me really not Believe In God
Giraffe Status, I Showed U Couldn't Be Neck Ta Neck
I've shook u & erased yo fake image like an Etch a Sketch

9th Degree:
My punches jab and "cross", like men who dress like ladies
I'll send you to "Hell, bitch", make you the Daughter of Hades
So maybe, you shoulda thought twice like twins conjoined at the head
Your drops put me to sleep, like you and your boyfriend in bed
That's prolly why you hang on your S's when you spit a flow
Get of this "website", you don't deserve 3 W's in a row
If you don't know bout his audios, he might get pissed
But I peeped and thought I was listenin' to Too $hort with a lisp
Reppin' the West, thinkin' you Ice Cube, but California's hotter, clown
Puttin' that together explains ya skill level...watered down
You're only felt when molested, yeah I know I tested
But now the streak has ended, like naked people gettin' arrested

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