punchlines to IKAROS (bitch talk too much)

Even with a court you couldn’t take charge you fake
And large you heard it? the verdict is guilty not great
My rhymes hood and you should regard with wonder
Because you’re a retard under pressure this stuff thunder
Brains your crew a fatality and your view of reality is fucked up
I have the power to attract while you cowers whack to truths
even keep a nurse alarm you have the worse charm I got proof
you ugly check these pictures snapshots of you rap slop from the roof
top my script wise got you hypnotize, you want pleasure that’s major
best measure your behavior here use a ruler just and abused preschooler
Even with a plane ticket you lame and wicked with no
Flight because you don’t flow right, you have no gift hoe
You retard and lame like a bad card game you play a whack
Hand this joker can’t play polka even Oprah knows he lack
Bitch have rust in his rap best adjust and adapt what’s your
Purpose in this poor circus probably a funky monkey hardcore
A sore slob can’t turn doorknobs your dang keys don’t work
Ass locked out from block clout so what your hip hop be about jerk?