Yo Destin,

The verses that you spit are full of "holes" like "gunplay"/
While my level stays "raisin", like I was "Sun-Maid"// (sun made)
I'm quick to "scatter the atoms" of this "dense" cat/
You claim you're "phat" (fat), but my "diet" raps will make you "Slim-Fast"//
My words wound like you thought the "Smith-N-Wessun" was a toy/ (like kids playing with guns)
You couldn't "beat" me if you changed your name from "Destin" to "Destroy"// (haha)



aight I see you're here. Here's my verse.

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The Soul Purpose LP . . . Summer '04