this kid lunches on punches and wastes verses like fat people drinkin slim fast/
but ill make ya "phat" lyrics lose mass fast,you stepped lively first but you'll be dead last/
you could dispense sentences relentless and would still make less sense than spitin after suckin off 50/
your spits are useless like head rests to a King Henry mistress but like a corner hoe,you're good for a quickie/
death comes quickly when light streams like highbeams on cars to crossing deer/
you could ignite your mind for scortchin bars but it still wont be hot in here/
canabalistic?...nah ya jus like to drink babies,you wouldnt be schoolin me even if you lived in the 80's/
you wouldnt have sick spits even if you were injected rabies,kicked in the stomach and throwin back up those babies/
single spits sink in lips,tingle wits and make ya brains start to twitch/
like kickin an occupied body bag,im really not feelin ya shit/


weak ending but hea ya go....


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