release so many rhymes, yet none of them catch acclaim.//
all they get is a good laugh in a new section.. RB's Lyrically lame.//
if you ever did step up on stage it'd be to live up to your name.//(mic-check)
give up in this game, walk away like nothin' happened.//
'cause nothin' did, well atleast not rappin'.//
just actin' out a fantacy like you were an 8 mile lackie.//
dawg compared to your raps I'm 'slick' in this industry like an 'oil' pumping iraqi.//
crear-a-skill (clearasil) like you was a bad case of acne.//
{Mic's Voice}"so you're saying I'm wack."--> exactly.//

{--SWITCH IT UP--}

practical thoughts aren't exactally your for-tae.//
fortunately for you, you can relax, you already lost, why use your brain.//
stress your head until it aches and need some co-dine.//
become depressed, contemplate death and take more to O-D.//
well hopefully.. no-body want's to read your dribble.//
as far as raps go you pro'lly sound like a baby eating gurber with no bib-on.//
I'll snap your rib-on (ribbon) a gift like an un-wanted present.//(presence)
then present you with your own rhymes locked up with one sentence.//
you already dead, how can you repent-this.//

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