~check~


I'll make this quik

You cant hurt me cause Nothing-You-hits-Fine, I'm Dusting-this-Pricks-rymes..
I see how you earned Battle status in your Crew, They name is Nothing But Shit Lines..
Now watch as this bitch wines, becuase my punches are visious..
He must be another FemCee...against me...becuase his Punches are Misses(ms's)..
Nothing is Hittin,but Some should be hidden from public view..
Even if I E-Mailed him my breast..UU..He wouldnt come out with the Double U..(W)

~get it...Breast...UU<--double U, if you dont O well...proceed~

Only thing you got smokin is Light Toast, Or when I "Bake Half" ya "Wraps", like High Ghosts..
Smoke say Bye-folks, becuase we all elevate & shine above you like Light Posts..

& after theses Ten-Blows...Make your Defeet real big, like Mens-Toes..
You'll never Ever be fresh again, your wack ass could "make fresh" with Mento's..

~Its a Wrap~

~ideal~

~out~