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aiter
IP:
aite here u g play boy heres my verse
You sit there and TALK about... life on the BLOCK wit GLOCKS
What chu DONT talk ABOUT... is your life on the BLOCK wit COCKS'
You DONT get the RESPECT.. that most lyricists GET
Cuz EVEN if you were a BIRD on fire... you COULDNT drop HOT SHIT
Why you battlin DUDE?... whats a matter with YOU?
you must BE on DRUGS... I aint talkin bout an asperin or two
* smacks him self in the face n says u can do better *
Ayo QB how u GONNA WIN... against a CAT thats ALL WORLD
PLUS your STYLE sucks for DAYS... Like energetic CALL-GIRLS
Ima SERVE u ur FIRST LOSS.. leave my MARK as an ENGRAVEMENT
U ever WONDER.. Why Ur GIRLS RAG;S later than Ur STUDIO PAYMENT?
Who da FUCK told ur WACK ass.. That u was a SNYPER
When ur RHYMES is SHITTIER... Than A BABY'S DYPER
Dawg u WOULDNT be HOT if U... "HAD AN EXTRA FURNACE IN HELL"
The ONLY reason cats FEELIN u.. is CUZ u cant SPELL
ayo HES "LYRICALLY MERK'N YOU BITCHES...LITERALLY"
This FOOL aint SICK... His records are only hot in ITALY
Cuz they AINT understand... WHAT the FUCK u be SAYIN Q
Dont BE mad Jus CUZ.. im I.L.Ler then ur whole CREW
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