like taking 50 percent off, u winning is "cents-less"//,
if u was the "middle card", im leaving u "fucked" like a "carved index"//
if multi put a "knife" to his "brain to think" he still wouldn't have any "sharp punches"//
no need to wonder, cuz i make bread all summer, quick to upload calories into your blood//
causing walls to clutter so its like you killing-ur-self//
feeling the stealth, lyrically and physically drilling-ya-cells//
fibbing on battles an things accomplished//
bitch u know you've read at least 2 books on my comp-list//
with hot spits to drop-this-bitch wit flamable drop-kicks//
comin in threads wit gossip, i neva talk about dicks to fellas but please get-off-it//
with fiber optiks wetting ur mind giving u insane brain tropics//
if u want self-improvement then bitch prove ya-self!!!//
if not step off and like eminem bitch "lose-yourself!"//
swing or move, absolute used to ask for help but i "still don't like anything u do"//
i don't have anything to prove, my past alone on rb is enough to leave "the fat" on a "skinny-dude"//
with many tools to rip while bending-you, multi u sould like a white-dude saying HEK//
and then expect to get respect wit "team leader's in ur crew, like tha game, the fake vet//
think you hot like "alluminum heated" screwin this idiot to peices//
the shape of some feet so i can say you've been defeated!!!!!!!