Aiight here we go.

This bitch named districk is about 2 get-flipped/
cuz his weak rhymes aint gettin me panicked/
imma make this dude run and watch him go frantic/
u tryna act all tough talkin bout gunz gettin influenced by g-unit/
shit, bro, u stinkin up tha place wit hella flatulence/
He tryna commit a murder to blame it on me but he aint got ne evidence/
righ now bitch u fuckin wit ya most evil menace/
shit, u dont know what ya doin when u fuckin wit Kris/
in this heated up, fullfilled battle of life and death/
who gonna come out as the victor and who gona fall 2 his death?/
that question is gonna be easily answered, Kris is gonna b the victor/
no doubt, if ya win gonna be jus by fuckin-luck/
but this shit gonna have him a writers block as if he stuck-in-muck/
now he doin this gay all night wit some shit such as suck-n-fuck/
tryna claim he a crip o blood, gonna get a knife in him stuck/
shit that just not right, gonna get ur ass shot, n ppl callin u a nerdy ass bitch/
now shit just step down right now, and turn ya shit off wit the flick of a switch/

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