damn i was gunna post whne i got back from tha city, i told my boy to tell you to wait but obviously he didn't but i'll drop...

2 tyma’s not "Tom Cruise" and beating me is "Mission Impossible"/
i will not lose, EDIT YOUR VERSE AGAIN and you'll visit the hospital/
beatin by 3 vets including me? BOLD THAT SHIT, dont speak so softly/
your all talk see "your brain is warped" you must have "cerebral palsy"/
i'll beat practically anyone on tha board whether they from New Zealand or Raleigh/
Think im "hittin' on your girl" dont worry i'll give you a"Clean Ex" so you can blow ya "swollen nose" you fuckin reject/
you'll get stomped son, you cant' win, im "on point" like "ninja stars" and i'll put a fuckin clef on your chin/
I kill em' all thats why no emcee can stand me/
listen son, "masterbation" is the only way you'd "Cum in Handy"/
and if you want some more i'll put ya "brains in your sneakers" so you can"think on your feet"/

*Exellent Ending*
im brutal and cruel when i spit it heinous i aint reppin gayness but ima "tear you a new asshole" so cats can call you "double-anus"/
2 tyma’s brainless, so ima confirm ya fears your verse wouldnt be "fly" if it came equipped with "landing gears"/
"crack the whip" and leave lashes like "Indiana Jones" im breakin bones son you couldnt "rock a crowd" if you "hit em wit stones"/


1. he edited

2. "Clean Ex" = Kleenex, the tissue and a "Clean Ex" as in non STD infested ex-girlfriend<–tha only line I thought you all wouldn’t understand.

can I live?!?!?