Welcome To Mystik's School On Elevation...I See You Need To Start From Lesson 1...Pay Close Attention...

Awkward “punches” like boxing “southpaw”, rhymes that leave you in awe, couldn’t pass these “bars” if you majored in “law” //
Think you hot? I’ll leave you to thaw, in lyrical combat you withdraw, biggest lyrical massacre you ever saw //
coz wen it comes down to it your style is pussy like the place where you were birthed from//
while my flow is straight nuts and it seems like hostile is flowin wit no scrotum//

Opening 4 Lines Killing Ya...Want More...Style Change

my mood 'swings' on this fags verse but as you can see...my 'punches' still land//
cant contend? yep thought...ur punches are 'unarmed' so i guess i must have ur 'hands'//
far from stressed by ur sad rhymes. i'm leaving u slit with abrasive scars//
Jesus bitch, u need deodorant... stop tryin' to 'raise the bar'!//
i'm more than better... a display of prowess? ur verse is the worst version//
hostile's the nerd virgin denying who he is by posting his work in the third person//

There Ya Have It...

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