aight im a snap this punk like a kodak, you wanna battle phive dawg you gonna lose you should know that, im dissin you bitch now i want a comeback, its time ta roll, phive gonna attack, and smack, ya back, people be sayin wow phive ya rap is wack,

ill kill you quick, my rhymes are sick, kid you aint eatin pussy ya suckin dick, you wanna try ta beat me but ya aint got time ta spit, cuz three days aint enough time to beat my shit,

imma put you in the shadows like a solar eclipse, bustin yo ribs, im makin mo hits, bustin mad loads, on mad tits, makin you look like a dumb fool cuz yo rap sounds like you got mad shits,

yo im gettin impatient kid cuz you makin me upset, you gonna reget, cuz ill make ya brain sweat, im capturing ya shitty lines wit my lyrical net, get ready set, phive aint a light weight i roll like a vet,

son you only wanted six lines to be ripped apart, i cant finish my rap cuz youre finished at the start, my lines as sharp as darts, you cant me son cuz i spit lyrical arts,

phives lyrical blades cut through you, rippin ya intestines and ya liver out too, i gring through ya head like a chrome screw, you spittin out spew, ill beat you, cuz you speakin old school, im rippin new,

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