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Ya boy Legend beat me just a minute ago and now I'm facin down a whack 17 year old...
Slipped up with him, but since ya ain't no gem, I'm a "plant" shit on ya and hurt that brain "stem"...

Playin "executive" like you's some kinda banker but I'm a sink ya rhymes like they's tied ta an anchor...
And the fast fall will hurt ya have ya veins poppin cuz I'm like that bunny, bitch I ain't stoppin.

Like in prison my zipgun will end ya fun so ya'd better run like clouds across the sun...
Take ta quick steppin or better yet jettin cuz this battle ya sweatin like a prude bitch does pettin.

I'll rip ya like cashiers rip receipts like I'd throw ya praises but I'd be spittin deceit...
Like George Washington I can tell no lies you's like Mini-Me, about an 8th my size.

I'll define ya rhyme and recline ya spine, label ya both horizontal...
Both laid out flat, ya rhymes by my lines ya ass by my gat so I'll "bust" ya a statue ta make it monumental.

Ya worse than a virgin that's just a cherry cuz ya nature's all whack sportin a twig but no berries...
And that twig is useless like a broke Donald Trump so in order ta fuck ya bust out a pump.

So if ya sold out a show ya'd have tickets ta reimburse cuz it's like ya rap in a maze the way ya lost in ya verse...
Bad direction's ya curse so get the map from ya purse but ya spit shit upon it makin ya bewilderment worse.

I'm a peel this Youngblood like he's a spud cold dump on ya ass like J'Lo to Judd...
Have ya land with a thud ya name dragged through mud cuz ya can't satisfy like an impotent stud.

Ya shit might be good but it's good like driftwood, all lightweight and brittle...
Ya resistance is little, cuz ya don't spit ya spittle, like walkie talkie's without batteries ya got bad transmittal.

I'm 33 with a family but I got a mean streak in me like I was Simon Legree...
So I've split this queen like scientists do a gene and I've slap a crown on each half so ya'll look pristine.