Word to 'ThaTakeOva' And thats wot i'ma do, i'll be up in your face like a junkie sniffin Glue//
Withersman up in here like a newb without a clue, 'Hey i'll jus' spit any ol' word cos thats all i can do'//
Winge, winge, winge, Whine, whine, whine I'm wack and i cant ryhme, heres a bit of vocab for you to step to, this time//
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My lyrical Rhyme isn't a subject of clinical time, but i be beating you with this one line//
It aint even a punch an it shits on ya rhyme, jus' like yo nanna after her Ex-lax Decline//
So now you Wither 'Man' But not from me, but yo stinky ass spit's//
Cos they smell as rank as yo moms armpits//
And its sad when i get a case like you, when i can beat you with Mom lines an you still cant come through//

Yo That was the weakest shit i have eva done an it still Throws wither a beatin'
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