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am i suppose to be scared, with that-wack ass verse
it's like u tryin to stretch syllables-and make a bad flow worse...
ya'll be left ina hearse, oh my bad i made a mistake...
i was bout to feed off ya verse-but it'd rather-let it wait...
records dun't count in here, until u have one...
so forget wut u did in frontlines-besides get u'r ass hung...
carson's a punk bitch, and i'll diss em on the daily...
until he really jets-like fat bitch-for a bucket of ben n jerry's...
i'm ahead of u on the real, and i can see u aint packin much...
plus lackin stuff-oh like talent-and graffiti's the only rap u touched...
bastard u'r fucked, thinkin u breakin out with a win...
when the only thang breakin out-is pimples-all over u'r chin...
i didn't even begin, and son u dun't want me to...
cuz i'll get on a sharp mic-wihtout hype-and leave u'r heart in two...
i'm the starvin dude, who's ready to rip niggas...
i come equipped-carsons still tryin to get-his dick bigger...
that aint happenin, so stay with them blow ups...
cuz u'r only eighteen-but still got craves-fo fruit roll ups...
oh shiit hold up, u chew more then bubble yum...
i aint huddlin-ya lyrics puzzle me-more then wuzzles can...
why cuz they suck, it's just an obvious approach...
without dickrhyders-ya still gotta be-bobbin fo votes...
i'm rockin u;r throat, with a rusty old hangar...
blowin through danger-cuz u aint makin it past me-all u'r holdin is anguish...
i dun't care where u from, or where u were born...
cuz u'r only chance of wettin me's-growin on to-a portion of storms...
u'r the abnorm, with a stupid ass name...
any crew'll get slained-u shown all ur elements-now get ready fo true pain...
butaned into hell, so maybe then u'll be hot...
can it be not-come into kennedy-and u bet u'll be shot...


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