Dawg I’m about to devour I don’t care how I make you feel my lyrics are in-tence
You can’t compete against me man, cause I’m like 50 and you… dude you like 10 Cents
Stay in the past tense cause you’ll never prolly see your future, not in my eyes
I’m surprised you even showed up to battle, I’m a lyrical genius doin fly bys
You’re gay wearin Tie Dye more colors then a bag of skiddles, Can u taste the Rainbow?
You and your gay ass riddles can catch a fast-ass ass kickin spittin like you’s insane bro
A new-bie that’s just used to bein all up on ya Momma’s tits, cause man you suck!
That verse you spit is prolly as good as it gets for you to beat me you need more then luck
No need to duck, you’re just gonna get stuck wit a left hook, beat you wit my Punches
Fuck this…don’t come back wit garbage raps like that again, You’ve just been punished!