iight thanx man





they call me a verbal rapist, nobody can escape this,
you kats look at me wrong, im leavin yall faceless,//

i come at bitches wid a death kiss, and hit niggas wit a death wish,
you lil nit wit, get fit, before you try to start ya shit,
your boyz aint got ya back against me, they dont wanna be a part of it,///

yo this kid's goin to outer space, im a newbie, and i put this kid in his place,
im tearin this kid he's a disgrace, im like a cat, he's a mouse, gettin chased,//

did you really think you could take me, you aint even fit to beat my meat,
but dont worry, cuz your chest is about to meet my piece,
cuz my verse is like a oven tha way it brings tha Heat....
your beat, so sit back in ya seat, cuz im stompin this kat, wit steel toed cleats,
your verse was limp like a bizkit, and about as soft as dog treats,/////

is this nigga dumb, nah he's just stupid, 10-15 not twenty two bitch,
even tho they was all shit, you sparked tha beef now i got your lighter lit,//

death is comin quickly, these weak punches don't hit me,
my verse is turnin down dirty and gritty, like ya girlz pussy, this beef smellz shitty,//

iight dawg, no you asked for a beatin, so im leavin this kid dead, bloody and beaten,
he looks at my verse and starts repetin, but im a dallinquent, your verse aint shit,
you fifteen mins in fame have just cane sweetly sent, so it's time to repent,///


iight that's better.


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