I'm the Lion of this jungle, so prepare to get murked...
If I 'Layed-Fear' you'd be the product of my work...
So stop rappin', sit down, and take off your blouse...
Cause i'm always down, like the switch in a blind mans house...
This verse will protect me, If i'm wrong then correct me...
Wear the vest, so that the lead won't infect me...
Take your verse in the paper bag so that you look broke...
Calling you garbage is an understatement like a footnote...
So after this battle, sit back and prepare to pray to the lord...
Cause i'll have you seeing colors, like you was in a Guitar Hero chord


something quick
gunna lose.

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