yo im pimpn this shit/spitn rhymes/got 411 on jewlers
while u at home/broke ass/single/downin wine coolers
my ryhmes will be heard global/which u about to feel
do what u do best bitch stfu/and kneel
my rap be soarin/money out the ying yang/seven mil.
while ur shits tumblin down/faster then u can say jack and jill
im rainin floods bitch/now im gonna rain on ur parade
No one aint stopin me now/god?saitin?NOT even KnightShade
I picture u late at night, writin ur shit down/another all nighter
hope u came prepared bitch cuz im firin away/like a typewriter
this match is over bitch/uve been steped on/clothes all checkered
cuz ur jus another wanna be rapper/added to my winin record
this is jus the beginin/i rised from the roots/buildn a aliiance
while u stuck at home/confused/looking at boy george for guidance
yo shits whack/u aint got game/ur rhymes as cold as ice
your like startdm meets 1 hit/like coolios gangstas paradisce
im new to rap battles/win or loose/once this shit is aired
be ready/ im comin back twice as hard/ so be prepared

^pC^H4iKU
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