my first bar i start off soft as shit like my first baby whipe
time to clean the bullshit, cuz u'r flow stay stuck like sanitation pipes.......
watch me blast this foe u aint hot even in the summer with winter clothes
u a m.c. with flaws and if i wrote half-shit it'll still beat this ass-WHOLE ......
face it u loss u tossed ill dead stop ya punches like throwin a haymaker then `pause`
not even in the rookie leauge u couldnt add-real verse if ya name was false.....
u aint a star u's a half moon, plus mad cheesy
like last bar u false u dont c-real(ceral) u names only good for boxes like wheaties........
scratch ya throat and crack half for hope
he take sacks like QB`s and in jail he like a bum the way he drop's da soap.......
rap the kid he culdnt see me if i put `bars in his eyes`
the only way his text is sick is when theres a virus in his hard drive......

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