you aint no "veteran"(OLD) you some how just seem to "stumble and ran" into me,
i consider you the over rating of over RATED TEXTCEES//
suggesting you make it past E T i stay loud, i married JANE so i stick to yo ass
like cotton mouth//
pull Sikes and "fouls" puttin "penalties" on the court, who would have thought i leave
your "ankles" blown outta "socket" and lookin "SHORT"//
man of course i leave you "huved" and "horsed" while swallowin "GLue", i new a
newbie would replay so i pretended to be new//


style 2

man yo shits generic good will would never wear it, im "TRIX-in" up this rabbit that
cant afford the "carrot"//
five hundred in twelve of my lyrics sparing you bad, shit ill mix you up on the "beach"
and "serve you back to fag"(sex on the beach, the rink of fags)
you spit verses i done had inhauled and spit back, you got my "sloppy seconds" like
"dracula eatin on RAG"//
i look at you and laugh, cause you runnin away from battles, this isnt a fuckin essay
and PAX still aint close to my level//
my spit is just a "shovel" diggin into you deep, you beatin me is like giving yourself
a heeky up on the cheek// it just wont fit.......





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