Snap Daubs like corn cobs,... break him off like the Kernel...
Twist his shit around like door knobs send him asleep for internal...
Its your funeral, your personals are all based on false facts...
Scared to battle me, called him out N rapidly his pulse reacts...
Standin still tryin to ignore it Daubs looks like a rappin statue...
It happens when you spit No Boos cuz the crowd is clappin at you...
You try to get better step by step but like a ladder fall back...
Whats sadder you call it rap,but matter of fact it aint all that...
E.C.+Daubs runnin around like 2Losers wit it painted on there head...*
Crew wasnt gettin' respect threw raps, so they just hated instead...
My lyrics cut up your pre-writes like I had a pair of sizzors kid...
Its hard to see Daubs with skill like he was rappin' in a blizzard...
Your elevation stays low like a lizzard with the whack stuff u say...
In this battle, Daubs walks in... and gets served like a buffet...
Rhymes keep fallin' off like a toupee, your only rated 3-Stars...*
Crashin' your car into a pole is the only time you drop solid bars...
Daubs is always havin' his 'spits out' like a pack of chewin' gum...
This junkies rhymes really 'blow' like this whacko was doin' some...
Kids punches dont make a loud bang, like lightnin' without thunder...
Your record stays under,cuz you got E.C. ghost-writtin' no wonder...

First * - Crew is LL, 2Losers
Second * - His sig only has 3stars.

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