Beat you once so I'll beast you cunt... Drop your verse,
But before it hits... The "No Gay Shit" rule will stop it first,
Claim you aren't who I say... Frontin' as fuck though,
"I'm not Sik Wit It!" Well tell us somethin' we don't know!
Pull your fuckin' skirt up... Think you clappin' shit?
You tryna get a W... But 'u' couldn't even get 'half of it,'
This kid is broke and you can tell by first impressions,
So why the fuck would I rag on you when that's all you're dressed in,
Think you're some gangster? Wearin' colors and hurtin' dudes?
The only signs you throw up usually say will work for food,
You ain't goin' nowhere, hope you ain't a dream believer,
Miss Kill? Yeah... I couldn't really see it either,
You're ridin' a bike uphill, ain't easy is it,
So why just drop my verse when I can beat you with it?
PUN INTENDED! But let's get ready for you're old wordplay,
Want me to respect you? I only respect DIRT on Earth Day,
You said text battlin' is killin' time? Sure, it works,
But shit... I said "It's killin' time" before this verse.

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