when Audo, come through, who you gon run to?, I'm the Art of War like Sun Tzu/
lyrically, you just ain't on the same level as me, you look in the mirror and ask, "to be or not to be"/
contemplating, wether to kill yourself or not, Lemme help the death, burning you slowly, cause my lyrics are hot/
I should end this battle right here, no need for writing any more rhymes, cause cause your demise is near/
the flow is unprecedented, I'm in a class all by myself, while y'all niggas trying to find ya self/
shepney zany, should of never told me as many lines, you saw the song I wrote to crackills, that battle was mine/
that faggot ass nigga only wrote 10 lines, I wrote a whole fuckin song, then he went home crying/
You lucky I don't do the same to you, I was but I don't wanna waste my time with you dude/
shepney zany, what the fuck kinda name is that, I should write yo name on a bullet and load it in the gat/
deliver the blow, right to ya dome,now the nigga is dead, laying in the funeral home/
cause everyone knows Audo is a soldier, I never die in the line of fire, I'm much bolder/
I got the Purple Heart for my battle merits, you punk bitch looking just like a ferret/
you shouldn't even reply, you don't wanna battle me, you'll be AWOL, absent without leave/
is better for health to not battle the Sarge, cause if you do, your ass will get a dishonorable discharge

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