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~I Will Merk You~
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IP:
Crysis that verse was ya nicest, but ya can't step ta me when my rhymes be Priceless//
I'm gonna spread ya shit all ova like it was some Lotion, my rhymes so heavy they'll leave ya in Emotion//
My rhymes are always on top with Perfection, they leave ya confused u be sittin there askin Questions//
Battling me i'll leave you cryin in Mercy, in this battle only thing runnin is Controvercy//
I may be a Lightweight but my record is Undefeatable, ya wack ass lines is more than likely not Feedable//
See nigga i'm a straight up Basketballer, u juss a comintaitor or Shot Caller//
Ya think ya shit was hard thinkin ya went off in Rage, but honestly the shit was gettin boring Page afta Page//
See i Step up and grab the mic and neva set it down, i'm the new underground king so serve me my crown//
The whole time you was sittin there flowing, everyone noticed ya was petrified and ya knew ya was gone get merked it was Showin//
Ya like KFC clownin ya chicken, ya as shootin shot afta shot and all ya was doin was bricken//
See i'm stealin ya record like i stole ya neckless, ya can't come up ta me when my rhymes is Wreckless//
Ya pretty good but no competition for me, i'm the Merking King as you can see//
Crysis ya need ta wear a bullet proof vest, i'm spittin textually but still bricks hittin ya in ya chest//
I'm bout ta leave ya in Prison like Shook Knight, Dont drop the soap cuz ya'll be treated like a crook right//
See i'm comin at you with Roothless Agression, Battlin me i gotta teach you a lesson//
Soon enough ya gone be like Chedda Bob, Shot ya self in the balls and ya broke so ya need ta find a job//
Look nigga you juss a MiddleWeight, honestly ya rhymes couldn't get you a date//
My rhymes so hard ya call them not Imaginable, i eat up ya lines call me a canible//
I'm like a fire you can't controll, i chewd up ya lines and spit a better one whole//
Finisher
See my flows left ya dissabled, ya so weak ya get ya rhymes from the rap channel off of Comcast Cable//
Nigga you like Ja Rule, singin emotional shit thinkin ya murda but honestly ya aint cool//
You aint a real MC that's True, The lightweight juss merked the shit out of you!//
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