wateva dogg its nothin

I'mma b honest ,homies aiight, but he 'lacks finesse'/
'protect ya chest' i 'possess' causes of 'cardiac arrest'/
ur an immitator i doubt u cud even 'surivive my ward'/
lacerations thru ur 'spinal chord', paralysation is ur 'final thought'/
ur rhymes coat the surface of the paper, mines engrave cos i'm deeper/
my 45 comatised the 'street preacher', physical manifestation of the 'grim reaper'/
30 minutes to drop a verse, that suggest delayed activity in his dome/
i could correct the defect with chrome, first i'll L (E.T) you phone home/
verbally superior to many, 2 tyma could significantly improve u overnight/
they say a penny for your thoughts, but that would make this cat overpriced/
when i rhyme the heat is intense, toong gets roasted well on both sides/
till he's blacker then the darkest nite, we can re-name him wesley snipes/
one of a kind, unique, wen i was smacked at birth i didn't cry/
TOONGFX IS A VIBRATOR USIN FAGGOT, throughout my verse i didn't lie/



yo dawg i was feelin wat u spit chek ur Pm's

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2 Tyma AKA Boy wonder