smack that silly grin off ya face, wait..// -1
I can't see you, If I could trust me you'd be in a world of pain.// -2
I can't beat you.. just slaughter this disciple like he was the traitor at the table.//-3
and I'm the fabled son of god.// -4
son you done, this is ya last supper, last battle, you dead sukka.//-5
you raps downfall, collapse after your stomach rupture.//-6
'cause I'm feeding you these deadly lyrics like poison peanut butter.// -7
evil spirits poised ta-be tha leaders,//-8
you sway off my chain of command, it'll be curtains like closing time at a theatre.// -9
I along with all of RB is sick of seein' yer..// -10
shit scripts stuck up posted on our threads.// -11
so I'm leavin' you with 13 lines tellin' you why you should quit rap.// -12
let's see you come back against this sick script without gettin' toasted like a bagle split in-half.// -13

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