Nigga, I devour those who spit-lines..swallow hearts, chew veins and shit-spines/
Fuck this-nine, I'll blast you..come get-mine..was this a hint that he's gay when his record-says '69'/

you should really be a toliet seat instead of an mc, cus you got mad guys on your lap and get shited on by newbies/
With you i sympathize cus dawg ya wack..when you actually beat me..micheal jackson will realize he really is black/
you could try to remove my spine and you still wouldn't have my back/

dont even fight-with-this-pro, this verse receivin lots-of-looks...to show the whole site that you beatin me is 'outta the picture' like 'pop-up-books'/
ya get ya jockers-took, and left injured-in-health...only time his verses ever get 'quoted' are the ones this fag adds for effect and enters-himself/

youre like a indecisive bag of m&m's your just 'plane nuts'/
i'll snuff this 'player' in air is the only way he'll have his 'game up'/

like 'microsoft programs', ya wordplay wont 'execute' most-the-time/
'slay ya phatness to make dead weight' like the extra syllables in ya multi-rhymes/

How do you plan to beat me? drop-or-defeat-me? when young's the biggiest dissapear act since harry houdini?/
about losing?..this dude-be-saddened...i wonder why...cus i havn't seen that many 'miss matches' since last year's beauty-pageants/

got you quittin-huh?.. even if you an expired condom, you ain't rippin-fuck/
i got young blood like an exhausted donald or daffy, the way he a sitting-duck/

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