Flyweight
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IP:
I aint done this for so long... lemmie try... shake some rust off and ya'll niggas thru..imma do it off the mag prolly.
next nigga i battle, he better know it's clear
i seen my lines in the mag, before i posted here
i'm the next champ here, another? oh brother!
how the fuck you think he'll serve me, just because hes a butler
ya'll aint creepin? ya'll creepin people? HOW?
i got a SlicKnife in my pocket erytime i leave the house
Roger Glocks? nigga i'll rob your glocks, and rock your hat
Your names wack as fuck nigga, now try to RODGER THAT
Sonny think he sick, someone tell this nigga he mine
but i dont think i can, i dont nickle and dime
Erel Avent? lemmie get you a herse you drop garbage worst your not
anything but humble, named yourself after every verse you drop
When i get on the mic i'm killin, mineswell spray my gage
Cuz when Untold on the mic, i wish it'd stay that way
i seen this nigga with a joint, up in the mag, you know what!?
somebody put this nigga up in a bag, and tell him rappers smoke blunts
suburb ass pothead, you'll get wrapped in paper or plastic yaself
you prolly look like the dude on the zig zag package ya self
the nigga you battled with, he hopeless and thats just it
ya'll niggas had a league session of smokin the canabis
YOUR SUPPOSED TO BE BATTLIN!
Lemmie get the predictions words off, champ match? Knock these nerds off
both ya'll should no show, so i can give both you your first lost
what your heart beatin for, contership stale and uncrisp
ShakeZula? you scared nigga? why aint u come off that alias yet?
Ya'll niggas stupid, tryin to gang bang with a lighter
i aint even in the league yet, watch me make mag from the cypher
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