he hasn't behaved cool, so check this bastard be maimed through.
inhabits a lame crew, now i'm gon 'chop raw' like 'Cassidy claims to'..
fried n smothered, flow's smooth - talkin bout my rhymes be butter.
so i'll 'change my name to fag' so ours could both describe eachother!
guts spill wit gun's purr, with boring lines ya put me still into slumber.
killin the dumb sir, n i'll 'end raw with heat' like 'grills in the summer'..
beat em with plurals, see ya boo's a carnivore, so i put meat in ya girl.
and you got no 'game'..
that's why ya couldn't 'get on my level' w/ all the 'cheats in the world'..

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N/A (But I'll Probably Beat You.)