Then lose smiling, don't be a pesimist
Cuz your rhymes are so broke you put RV in a deficit
You don't spit fire, if you did, well I ain't scared of the heat
Don't think you're a thug 'cuz yellow lines run parallel to the street
Yesterday your rec was 18-8, and if you just battle for fun
Why you bitchin'? Oh, my bad, it's that time of the month
Listen, you're no gangster, so stop ya fiction
50Cent_MurderInc beat you, to prove you're a contradiction
Your panties are in a bunch and you started talkin' crap, man
But now you lose...like your virginity to a fat man

Blah, 10 minutes...good luck

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