ayo you call your self the metaphysical one, well ima bout to fuck you up son/

you cant stop me now, I am about to fuck with you so badly all you will be able to say is WOW/

The this shit sinks into your brain, you will be to pissed of I will be able to see your vains/

cuz my shit is unbeatable bro, and yours on the other hand is as low and it can go/

so you say your rdy to spit, well put anyway your notes and forget your pre-writtin shit/

look at you record its 3-6, the only reason you aint 0-9 and 9 is cuz you were suck dicks/

I dont care how many people you bribe/ they wont even think of voting for you once I spit my rhyme/

go find a better flow dawg, cuz your shit is like tryin to see threw fog/

it makes no fuckin sence, dude you are pretty damn dence/

I am almost done spittin my shit, your prolly arldy got offline and quit/

becuz your style is whacked, where you goin dude your shits alrdy packed/

I told you not to ride them dicks, becuz my style is so il they gonna think im sick/

I am ready to finish you off, I am gonna sit back and give this blunt a puff/

make yourself useful and wash some dishes, cuz thats your job not not your bitches/

your bitch has a better chance at winin this battle, cuz your up shits creek and you aint got a pattle/

I got this one in the bag/ ima end this shit off with a fuck you and have a nice day


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