listen jug -ur-naught a match for me lyricaly as i can see/
kid your dick riders and pre-texts even agree with plee/
U couldn't drop a tight flow if u got a virgin to end-em-with periods./
thinking u could beat me was delirious son im serious to you im imperious/
my rhymes are deleterious, cat i'll kill you if you become curious/
U bite my words i'll make sure your body comes up 2-thirds/
U can't compete with yea weak lines they should have warning signs/
cuz u couldn't hit wit teckneked heat if u backed em in teck-nines/
i'll leave u red like heins and 'faced' with 'shineing' desingns/(the shineing-uses ax to kill)
i'll show everyone how much a bitch u are when i leave u in the 'grape vines'/(wines)
I under estamated your mind, thought u where ill but i was looking in the screen at my self/
your rhymes are nursery kind have your mom put em on the shelf/
your spitting to lose kid your only pissing of your self/
lyricaly u need help, trys to b a 'big' dog but he don't bark he 'yelps'/
I can't beleive i wasted my rhymes on this kid who can't beat me/
kid trys to win with no hits... not even his verse reached me/

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