Check, it ain’t nameplay, ure a fraud, kid ya skillz ain’t tight
So how u gone ‘steal a win’ when ya can’t even ‘jack a sig’ right
Ure fuckin wack, cudn’t land a shot at my heart if fraud was cupid
But, I will leave feed on ure ass with a smile……... *
Ya challenged TE, u got balls and for a bitch that’s a marvel
But I’ll toss you around and start a game of TE Pass the Parcel
I’ll have ya slapped silly with a frying pan like this is a cartoon caper
Cuz ya idea of ‘top dollar’ verses is stickin’ money at the top of ya paper
But yo, I’m confused at fraud’s sig, I got a question to pitch
How am I gonna battle this dude, when he admits he’s a bitch!
WAIT! A whole verse without nameplay, shit I must be bored
I’ll just hack ure account ‘n’ see how long before I’m exposed as a fraud


* for the idiots, you have to read the sign at the end of the line for the rhyme

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