You can't place my shit at average, cause believe that it's not
my text is easily top, something you'll never see from your drops.
It don't take a genius to recognize that you spittin bad, son
n while you talkin bout alter egos, lets see yours. .
.....tell em how I ripped the last one!
You a student, so I give you lyrical detention tryna cross the teacher.
cause na, I ain't got as many wins as you ...nor as many losses either!
Now, I can't promise I'll go easy on you, but check it.
what I can promise is a 10 on the right side of your record!
Your text is just wrong, you spit bitten shit from irrelevant songs!
its boring, when you 'speak, folks go to sleep'. .
....like 'students when professors' lecturing long'!
I suggest you be gone, cause you about to hug death in the arms.
and when u rest in a yard, find ya friends, carry the message along!

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The Scholar