ok dumbass first I didn't bite any rhymes from your lover
Just shut up take these rhymes and let them smother
You ain't got nothing cuz ya spitting without no taste
man your a disgrace they should label that on your face
Your the joke you should giveup cuz u ain't got skills
You bring up shit that only the retarded people feel
I'll leave this punk smoked for trying to be a joke
and rip out ur voice box just to hear you choke
I laugh at ur raps they ain't gonna get contracts
it's cuz ur a born loser just come 2 terms with the fact