I'll make him suicidal//
For thinking he could ever step to me as a rival//
His survival.. is questionable, tenable at best//
Like a mosquito in an area sprayed for tha west nile virus!//
Papyrus can't hold.... tha heat from my pen//
So I'll smoke him like a blunt that I pass to a friend//
Puff puff pass.. your fuckin tha rotation//
Leave ya lyrically spiritually and ritually frustratin//
Hatin.. on tha massive rap attacks I bring to thee //
In tha future think twice.. 'fore you even speak ta Dese//
I gots ta be.. rhyming and rippin out your cerabelum //
So when I say your "out of your mind" I can show em as well as tell em//
Send ta hell them.. that's.... daring ta desire //
A battle rap from me.. can't you see.. I bring tha fire//
T_pound be hot..no problem I got roach clips//
And when he gets a run.. I'll coat him with dope spits //

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Your wack with raps that's past their born on date..
A dim wit who spits shit that hits.. but much too late..
A silly hill billy.. whose heard to much Cypress Hill
Never seen a sack.. but swears he's makin deals..
Indubitably you should be callin this a wash..
So don't reply just recline and get high to Peter Tosh..


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