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You'z like'a ho, deserve no respect cuz none's needed.........
U write witta wak ass flow, herd u'z a d/ring vet and every W you got you cheated//1

But Farly this time your opponent's punches are on target, nice and heavily heated............
Sorry your style sum1 alredy own it, Hits comin Hard leave you back black like Jerry Rice the way you recieve it//2
I'm tellin tha truth wen you just decieve it...........
Under oath sayin your lyrics are yours and still nobody believe it//3
You could be worth gold dog and the win u still won't retrieve it.........
Ya flow ain't even sick wen u spittin diceases, made you eat ur own verse and turned you beleimic*//4 (*make urself throw up)
This Eigth Line'll cut you at your waist-line, if u bit off my face u couldn't say you ate mine..........
Your space is tryin like wen Siameese Twins faces bind, a vet? boy your mis-placement's kind//5
You couldn't be one-of-a-kind, holdin five different cards in your hand of poker One-at-a-Time............
I'm Son-in your Rhymes-Punish your lines- Ex-communicate your life cuz I'm runnin-it-fine//6
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I've Come to Define, you pose as a vet but your equipped witta "Newbies Spine".........
I'll have you speedin wen you "do these lines", Look thru these rhymes and it's like coke the way you sneeze tha confides, leak from your nose like'a whole in tha plumbing's crease line//7