iight just a lil somthin...

im up against a kat that thinks he can box...
but hes a strait "chicken" infected with "pox"...
only way u could have "raw beef" is if i gave u "feedback"...
go to W.E.C and read battling 1.o.1 cuz u really need that...
my poetic winds will leave u stranded out on a deserted island...
only way u could ever be "higher" then me is if u were inserted on a "highland"...
u a loner on this bored cuz u cant spit a decent verse...
my lyrics will leave u knocked out and covered with me recent curse...
just copy this verse and give it to ya friends so they can be ill...
but no offense....u lyrics is like a run-down car wit an oil spill...(u do the math)

iight just a 6 min. free

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