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SPITTIN HEAT..TILL I GAIN RESPECT..FEEBLE YPUR TURN..DROP
This cats Mind is weak, I noticed that looking back threads//
It figures round one I’d have to take out this wacc head//
Feeble talks from his ass, I can smell his shit breath//
thinks hes hard quotin his un lyrically equipped texxt//
this bitch is next ,this was fate to meet,but for me to steal da victory//
Cuz I’m the illest emcee alive, knowing none can test me//
One breath could leave all the fog in London empty//
I could spit forever, and keep going till time stops//
I’ll step and the quake will show up for five blocks//
I’ll take the votes when my rhyme drops…//
…Voters won’t wait for your post//
For the simple fact they notice the greatness I’ve shown//
And knowing the fate of my foes is only to die at my hands//
Just stay quiet; even if you post your rhyme I’ll advance//
I aint concerned with home towns, your murder and crime rates//
Cuz when this shit gets ugly you’ll leave smashed like blind dates//
MIK dropped first, and SO i fot feeble caught in awe//
You aint coming half as nice as me if I don’t drop at all//
You’re Feeble? In that case I’m a cop who’s walking the streets//
Cuz when it comes to it, Vigilantes just want to be me//
Yall aint ready, took me 20 minutes to get my verses done//
Shit, it takes you 2 days to write, 3 nights to rehearse one//
Hurt comes when I’m throwing blows that’s relentless//
Battling me is like pulling teeth; I play the role of the dentist//
Try to diss; I’ll come with shit that’ll rip your last nerve//
And twist your head 360 when I’m spittin’ back words//
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