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yo zainy its like u a hoe's pussy cause yous about to be fucked
u rub the lepricon's dick so much that now u runnin out of luck
printin out ur lyrics and burnin them is the only way u would be a lyrical arsonists
the only way u a killa is if ur occupation was an abortionist
u the type of nigga to be the only one to reject vagina, u have nothin but gay sexual disires
u read my lyrics get scared and start to perspire, I'll chop ur head off with a fuckin piano wire
me winnin this battle is inevitable like a person blinkin, this loss will send ur rap dreams sinkin, u obviously wasn't thinkin
when u took this battle u couldn't win
after one of my punches, ur face will be like a person stuck inside a mountain, caved in
zainy, c'mon where u got that name from, cinderella?
ur dumbass tried to stop my bullets with a nylon umbrella
but it went right through it like light goin through glass
I'll do like Hitler and murder u with carbon monoxide gas
I'm not talkin about a cars when I say I'll put the high beam to ya
zainy u couldn't flow sick even if u had leukemia
ya rappin ability is like the sun at night, it can't be seen
u sweeter than girl's birthday at the age of sixteen(sweet sixteen)
ur spits r weak and ur punches r harmless
its like u're silver and I'm air cause u soon to be tarnished(silver tarnishes when exposed in air for long)
nigga when the slugs from the eights hit, u'll get ur face split
u couldn't make shit, even if ur mouth was a fuckin ass clit
since u battlin me u might as well put urself in a corona cause ur bound-to-die
after readin my verse u wouldn't wanna respond u'll just frown-and-cry
zainy u's baby, thinkin u hard but u nothin but a coward
dawg, u a lil pussy, go crouch in the corner and cower
u mad cause ur garbage and ur lyrics r extremely borin
and the whip u drivin is made the same year u was born in