NOK NOK....whose there??

its that hot wackness

yo , u trynna win this battle, well u gotta go deep
but these pistol punches just sunk ARmada's whole fleet
ya bones b scratched, make ya soul collapse
send y body home in a box wit a bow attached
c'mon son u couldnt get feed if u was live stock
tried to flow, but his spit got stuck in dry dock
u aint hot u triple thawed, ya flow is crippled dawg
i throw missles at ya, n turn ya head to a wiffle ball
thats verse is a joke, ha u cant be flowin fo real
i roll magneto style, u cant hold me wit steel
game over its check mate, u shoulda checked wait
n thought about how u planned to Exscape
go on an run, u should flee n get help
cuz ya rhymes look like u learned to spit from Biz markie himself
so dog stop popppin ya shit
uppiin this battle, is the only way ya verse b at the top of a list

-----------------------another one bites the dust

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