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i come to rip emcees on the scene as i awake....
turn T.S. into an evacuated patient as an enemy and a fake....
rip your muscles out your skin then feed u the protein in mix....
have u vomit the shit then maybe you'll pack a solid hit with a punch quick.....
your lyrical progressions a blurr like eye sight stigmatism....
......never heated so they dont burn scripts....
you could be like a vaccination against weak immune systems....
......this "Virus" still wouldn't "Turn Sick" (T.S.)....
Ive earned my keep you just a noobie so learn the ropes kid...
it wouldn't surprise me if FLY-E "used his own rhymes" to beat you....
.......and still earned a prone win....
the only time you a heavy weight is with your belt size XXL with pants...
.....so like "fatsos in a walking marathon wishing to be thin at last"....
..... try "running" against me for a "win" it might give u a "slim chance".....
the truth is your text styles older than 1508 printed literature readings....
.......try bringing some original modern day wisdom....
but when u lay down rhymes its a "sloppy mess so obseen".....
....... this kid really is suffering "Teret Syndrome" (T.S.)....
battling you i'll contain you like organisms under microscopes making movements....
or i'll simply eradicate you from quaranteen sites like lab infected biology students.....

....~1~ good luck

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B.E.S.T.....HAHA