u a FOOLISH EMCEE, you da best? An ILLUSION TO ME
u shud've stuck to dissin in cyphers n' LOSIN' FOR FREE
i'll SEND U A SHELL, n' hit em til dis INDIVIDUAL SWELL
n' even if you 'DON'T SMOKE', i'ma still GIVE YOU AN L
RIP THRU YA FRAIL flesh til i see ya TISSUE AND CELLS
dissin' me in verses thinkin' it wud GET YOU SOME SELLS?
u wastin' ya time with dem FLOWED POEMS, WACK MC
cuz u 'DON'T MAKE SELLS' like CLOSED PHONE FACTORIES
when i BLOW CHROME? TRAGEDY. i'm DANGER, LAME
i'll 'put ya dome on ya girl', now u can say u GAVE HER BRAIN!
I aint "PLAYIN GAMES". when i'm DONE WIT DIS LESSON
Clova will HIDE N' GO SEEK.... for ANOTHER PROFESSION!
And when it come to beef, we know dis DUDE A RUNNER
I'ma 'PROFESSIONAL MARKSMEN', u just a 'JUNIOR GUNNER!'
You never bring any good lines. This WHORES BEAT FINE
only 'CLOVA THAT BRING SOME GOOD' are da '4-LEAF KIND'

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A.K.A The Punchline Champion!