Ya know what MUTHAFUCKAS that are tryin to be dissin
U tryin pissin on my back, well guess what your fuckin missin
I don't need U to tell me who is bad and whos good
I can tell by your records U aint nothin but old school, old news
Old fools, On the brink of whos who in a calssroom of
wit no tools
I can rip U apart wit a glims of my fuckin eye
U die, when U try to be me
MUTHAFUCKA YOUR MINE
Inside U be creatin a sign, to give up causes time
Your blind
I will KILL U with my rhyme
I would go on head to head wit this little chump whore
So I can change his fuckin record to


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