this battle's rigged.. I hooked it up with Mad MAn so I had someone to "jackmeoff"//
so where's he at, step into tha ring.. not with a "cum-back".. if I wanted that I'd tell you to "cough".//
or scrape it off your moms back.. I was tha caboose in that train.. bitch loved that..//
must run in tha family, like the home-"sweet"-home was a "chocolate factory" the way this kid "fudge packs".//
this faggot shooting himself is the only time tha gun claps, it's also the only time his fans clap.//
so stand back, give the victem some air, he's choking on the mic, "what'd I tell you about deep throating last night!"//
when you asphyxiated ya-self with a flash-light, turned on.. that's the only time ya shine bright.//
"light weight", cover you in "Lime Light" and you'd look like a "dime bag".//
boo-hoo.. cry fag, it-hurts don't it.. knowing you're the weakest out and I'm great.//
I'm a "bad egg" in the crime rate.. but despite that I'm still "Grade A".//
this kid's like a "3-pointer", the way his title shot "fades away".//
I've got writers block, that's how I got writers blocked like constipation.//
"meta-muscle" flexed'll have 'em all "loosened up" and "dumped", "flushed" with no hesitation.//
there ain't no medication that'll cure what I've got, delerious thoughts, I need sedidation before this gets serious, what?//
you think I'm not serious, everthing I just said is real, you hearin' this dawg.//

{metamucle= fiber drink.. meta-muscle= metaphor muscles}

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