Prepare 4 a loss. Wanted a battle and got the boss/
U couldn't spit like me if i dripped my saliva from ur jaws/
I come hard with my punches dawg u better stay ducking/
U beating me is impossible like getting pregnant from finger fucking/
It don't matter what ur shit is ur flow is arthritic/
Ur style is shit kid. A win 4 u is like sex from a nun. U won't get it/
It's like i spit an earthquake the way i got this kid shook/
Why'd u want 2 battle? Ur not in my class like we was in different yearbooks/
U must be delirious. I'll win with 10 lines and i wasn't even serious/
'Cause i know the only way you'd have a sick flow is if ur an AIDS patient on their period/

something quick.... go whenever......

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... U better hope i don't remember ur name/
'Cause i'm dryvyn drunk hyttyn pedestryans on memory lane/