im sick of this kid....

Your rhymes are as cheasy as John Madden's bad actin/
Like BOOM tough actin Tinactin/
Heres a crap-filled-napkin to wipe up that wack-spilled-rappin/
Your shit aint happenin, dismiss it, no one will miss it/
your shit was considerate, sounded like my sister was spittin it/
and why are you in front lines? you belong in the "Cuntlines"/
your punchlines are as pussy as BLunt's lines/
and ill still be able to procreate/
shit im procreating right now, giving your momma a back ache/
My words have the ability to turn thee into a mangled amber/
leaving your rhymes looking like the "Star Spangled Banner"/
and i said 14 to 16 lines do you even listen man/
im shovin these four extra lines into you/
that youll be pissin em man!/

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