Os1ris will blaze ya eyelids, u dont got the balls 2 try this/
This fag is quiet, so I'll grab his neck and break tha silence//
Im beatin this guy worse then artest on piston fans/
Id say fuck you but your name already took my plans//
Frantic pleas for mercy use your sigs gun with precision/
You maybe can shake my lyrics but not critical condition//
I wrote this verse to beat you and only to prove my point/
This guy could get arthritis and still never have ill-joints//
I leave this guy ugly lookin like mookie blaylocks offspring/
This guy couldnt spit a clean verse if his name was listerine//
*Done*
This bitch thinks hes hot, but I think I need ta check ya temperature/
"Pre-writtens" seems u suffered from writers block since the day u registered'//
*finisher*
You 'back-down' like casket-viewings fuck this life is always at a dead-loss he lives a suicidal image/
You couldn't stay-livin' tryna grasp-on-abs like alcholoics leave ya 'dead'-center tryna trace-srimmage..

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