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your rhymes are a spark comapred to my infeno
i spit at you so hard, youll be engulfed in flames
meanwhile im engulfed in yo girlfriends pussy that i had to tame/
your a words a rhymic catastrophy
when people refer to me as the lyrical prodigy/
in this battle youd like to call a truce
so you and your bro can make gay porn for me to produce/
hold up showstoppa i dont want my dick invited
although a gay 3 some would make your tiny dick delighted/
instead with my gun ill let my rage control me
your head will be like the bible- all nice and "holy"/
dont let my words my words hurt and provoke you
and dont let them cause your words to scare and choke you/
i spat first to show you you cant defeat me
my rhymes are like springer- to hot for tv/
when you spit like you jsut got out of generic class
thats where they shove the diploma in a lead pipe your ass/
but showstoppa we know you enjoy it
but when moomy finds out, its gonan cause a conflict
knowing that she cannot suck your cock anymore
then shell come crawling back to your daddy(me) beggin for more/

peace