Whyte out tried to pass ,ur mis-under-stood like if ya spine collapsed/
ya mind iz tapped,if u spit da Life of da Music ur's just dies in rap/
rock and fold foes,u stuck in da past like watchin old shows/
pop whyte wit low blows,like "heating"in swimming pools..my conditioning iz stoppin ur cold flowz/
pretenturez and pressures of crime,ive measured ya rhyme/
u not even hot enuff for even a sensor to find/
detach ur throat from ya spine,there's no hope for ya mind/
ya linez is useless like gunz with scopez for da blind/
meet ur apparent demize against me u lost in space like ur staring at skies/
spare me da rhyme ur flows aint on point like drunk drivers daring to drive/
So Hold Tight, Cuz Like "Midgets" Ballin In WheelChairs You Jus Roll Along Slowly Wit "No Height"/
& Like Kobe's "Endorsements", Whytes Jus A "Big Name" Wit "No Hype", Who Talks A Nasty Game But Can't Even "Hold Sprite"/

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