I’l lay u out, dump pop rocks and soda in ya mouth to get ya shit to pop off
Intellectually impaired, to string dope shit together u tie dimes to dental floss*
Yo marvin, are u retarded? Go into punch battles and come out wit gun lines
Jus quit tryin, spittin mother goose verses the closest u’ll ever come to thug rymes
We recognize that u a pussy.. 4 of the letters in ya name are in beverly hills**
Marv is dull.. Only way he get “tasteful insight” is by flavorin his depression pills***
Like a retard pissin in a toilet, you takin a “shot” but still not hittin “shit”
In ya battle thread said u accept anything, u looking forward to gettin ripped?
Crack ya skull, lay you out then smack the shit outta ya moms fa naming u marvin
35-6? You just a “bitch pickin on herbs” like Martha stewart tendin her garden
Wordplay? Peeps tell u that u need it, so u go and play with alphabet magnets
U talk, nobody listen, do something useful wit ya throat, take a belt and go hang it
Shoulda did RV like that Runaway bride did her man, done yaself a favor
Sick shit only come out ya mouth when u get done usin ya tongue scraper

*"string dope shit" string-dental floss dope- dime bags String dope shit together by tyin dimes to dental floss.. should understand

**Beverly Hills- 90210/1009

***Tasteful insight- Depression pills alter your mind, so flavorin them would give him "tasteful insight"

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