Fa you,I dont need a nine cause my mac ten piece good
On a mic,you'll get lyrically cracked,call me da rap Glen Eastwood
Ill stuff yo rhymes all in ya socks while you all in da cocks
usin a telephone is da only way yo bitch ass callin da shots
Im next ta be da best emcee,you aint even next ta me
you'll get ko'ed so fast,you'll be seein black and white like shirts on a referee
Fuck a dumbass battle,Im choosin ta beef on ya
cause yo punches'll miss terribly like Shaq shootin a three pointer
Ima beast like Priest Holmes,you keep spittin dem weak poems
Ima wreck you and straight disconnect you like cheap phones
On a mic,you couldnt earn a cent like learnin shit in a tournament
Ill burn ya quick cause yo wackness is like a tattoo,its permanent
I spit hot fire,da shit dat'll put you in a boil
da only way to protect ya is wrappin you in aluminum foil
Why would you even spit dat,nigga,yo shit wack
cause when da screen said" Welcome ta Rapverse"you shouldve clicked back

Young Mix

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