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My flows hit you even before you can blink, your "pen died" and now you think that you a part of "Murda Ink"
Nigga I can beat you while im falling a sleep. Im like a slave that chopped up his "Plantation Owner" and called his "leg" a "Master Piece"
Nigga I beat you like "Ike" did to "Tina Turner". Man you "copy" more music than my "CD Burner"
Your rhymes are alright and mines are good, I hit you and had you seeing more "stars" than "Hollywood",
My lyrics will "take ya home" just like "bow wow", you bought yourself some "Pull-Ups" and think that you "a big boy now"
You wanna battle against me? First you need to take some notes, cause I will have your ass "Missing" like the 2000 Election "Florida Votes"
I do this for fun, you do this because you are trying to get riches, but your rhymes are "Empty" like Hooters without blonde bitches.
My rhymes are like "Mohamed-Crocodiles", i flow in a "restaurant" to show im greater, You get hit by my "Ali-Gator", that make you forget to tip the "waiter", call me a "broom" the way I "sweep up" haters, I got you running and saying "yea brick I will battler you later"
I can beat you, with out even putting up a fight, call me "your pants" cause im way too "tight"
Call me heaven cause my rhymes are above, call me "Kool-Aid" cause I got "punches" that everyone loves
Your spits are wack, if you think you rhyme tight, then Micheal Jackson and Vanilla Ice both are black, dog you need a "hit" like a person on "crack", man beating you ain't even the main course, your rhymes just a snack.