You's My New Bitch, So You Coming Out With New-B Skills
We'd Like You....But You're More Played Out Than Movie Reels
I'll Lay Out The Retirement Mat And Let You Roll In Defeat
You Dress In B.u.m. Clothing.....And Think You Repping The Streets
I've Seen Your Last Battle Homie, I Must Admit, That Shit's Wack
You Couldn't Make Me Look Retarted.....Even If Left My Wrist Cracked
Can Tell You Like Ass And It's To Bad There's Nodody That Gives You
So When We Battle I'll Let You See The Moon.....
........And The Stars From The Punches I Give You!
Wins From Herbs, Little Kids Who Get Wipped And There Diapers Checked!
You Couldn't Gamble With My Career......If You Decided To Place A Bet!

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