toss this bitch-toy, like barbie dolls, you get squashed as I deploy...
If the world had Bigger Cheeks then yours...We have mega-hits from the Lost Boys!!
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Your behind me like shirt tags, hurt this fag; im shooting your ignorance...
Cause you think locking horns was putting away your music instrument!!
Pretend to Win, I chop down his ribs and have your skeleton-skinned
How you gonna lie? you rock ''2-2's(tu-tu's)'' like jerseys from Emmit Smith !!
Snaps your adams-apple, you wanna battle, but I'll murder your sound...
Its ''common fibs'' to this clown, cause this ''white lies'' to the ground !
This nerd gets killed, in the battle-field, cause my verse stays Ill...
FUCK THAT!! my bullets are pressure points, and you'll catch nerves of steel!!
'Hercules' my proximity is a monster-ablitity, leaving Kapone dealing-with-missing me...
I left his ''boat sinking'' when He tried out his ''sailing of possibility''!!
Your 'scared to post' like mailman with dogs in the neighborhood,suppose you flow...
I soak your hope, and give you a helping hand to put pressure on your choking throat!!
I wont ''go down in flames'' like ''cholesterol'' , we'll all say you hate your pen...
Its the way you write and your voice needs more ''depth'' like the ''Lakers Bench''!!
Im above your flows like Lifeguards, your dumb-fire couldn't burn-burners with slug-finders...
Dont leave your house, I leave you slumping behind home like Arthritus Umpires!!
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this aint for slips...ur not worthy enough for that type of competition