Let me warm up lol g/l Tav

Im diss'n clowns who learn they're, no match when my words there
Go wild for days, ya style is plaid, but im not misprounce'n da shirtwear
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Multies my style, while homie u hardly can spit, let me mention ur neglected n' sorry as shit
U can call me a bitch, prick u fall'n with this, i'll make ur addition sit-com like bobby n' whit
Come w/ monster spits, clock n' pop ya bitch ya shit is gay, cuz facts is u not stop'n this
I've cop'd the win, cuz frankly with the spot ur in, u beat'n me is unheard of like lobster lips


Try to drop me, i get it crack'n like concrete, stop T, ur going no where with ya plot frees
Off my cock please, leave rattled n' cocky, battle'd mad heads but still have yet shock'd me
Like hemorrhoids my ass is ill, my raps are real, clap n' personals safe to say da facts'll kill
U vs. me? ur way overmatched in skills, but im itch'n to get @ this pussy without da vagisil
I'll leave ya soul crushed, nice rec but so what, dome bust, then creamated n' bones dust
U get'n no luck, throw flame i'll roll up, but neva met a metal opponent, i doubt this foes tuff
Ya kno what? bow down pussy i'll grade ya tho, on call u could cut a cell wita razor phone
Hated hoe, fuck how did u make it tho?, brown bags in water's how T change his flow
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Swept and broom'd this victim, my multies heavy and fused with sickness
U wack see, you only got half my keys like a petty apprentice to musicians
Fuck it your rhyme'ns a sin, OMB is next, and your not liver then him
U gangsta? bitch ur fresh ink, i kno you've never serve time in a pen

Match Me...N. Tav lets get this to legends homie

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