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King of Nowhere
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IP:
watch ya ass as ya crawl away wounded and bloody from this no chance battle//
cut off your head stick it on a plaque and have it sittin by a dears rack above my mantle//
somethin was tellin me you didnt have the stuff when you walked away with some lyrical cuffs//
your rhymes have no rythem or flow like you was on the simpsonds and drank too much duff//(beer/drunk)
only knowin four of the names you got sitting on your merking list//
listenin to this is like you bein constipated takin a big ass lyrical shit//
Killin with ease and watch you eat this up like steak and peas//
itchin at me to battle like i had a big ass case of the fleas//
stickin you in tha full nelson and makin you say uncle with a nugie knuckle//
this is a big accident your in so you better hope theres somethin like a seatbelt buckle//
leave me alone you win hungry vet that wants to hurt me like i was a dog at tha vet, be my todur//
tell you to fuck off cuz i bet that im not the only under ten win persnon that you wish to nuder//
get your priorities straight and keep your wins with tha veteran records//
jump over all your rhymes like you was a horrible player at checkers//
STOP dont do it just lay down and let me use you as a human bridge//
your rhymes arent just over tha hill but fallen off the old age ridge//
done fuckin with you with fifteen minutes to spare so just try to compare instead of stare//
wait i'll play with you just a little bit more and ashame you to the core, you send a flare//(kind of a call for rescue)
dignity isnt the only thing you "loss" this battle between you and me//
you lost all respect gave it to i and it was like i was the bee and you me//(im allergic to bees)
fuck it now this is truly the end for our friend feeble minded from undefeatable tendencies//
look at your record now after this something will be more noticable the loss screen//
peace i know its long but read it anyway
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