Get something for the Herpes G, and im the city spud while you so juvenile they call you the murhpy lee/
Faggot sayin he murkin me, but your shits like the unemployed the way its not workin G, and even if he rapped with a switch blade he still wouldn’t be hurtin me/

you smell so gimp be gone, I only see a nerd, T's a champ? yea of special-Ed Olymp-ions/
Wasting this, witch 1 line I got rid of him, I could strap a bomb to royal and he still couldn’t blow up… even if they was Palestinian/

Aiight trick, you can drop the act ya bitch, cos I’ll stretch you out with a rap to diss, and crack ya clit/
we all know you cant rap prick can only clap dick, you spit so much SHIT its like your tongues a laxative/

Your just a bitch, you blast and miss, speaking of miss you probably gotta squat your ass just to piss/
im sorry I had to bust your tits, but you called me out so in other words.. this ass kicking? you asked for it /
My flows are toxic, so like anthrax terrorsists im choosin you, and like Harvard grads im rooming you/
i dont care though, cos you just 1 of those gooney loons , cos your rhymes are like re-runs of the fukin looney tunes/

Leave you fleein the coast and as quick and easy I can finish you.. I’ll give u a reason to boast/
14 years ago, I hit up Royals mom with a "punchline", and in "9 months", she got the "joke"/ (ooooohhh shiiitt)

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