.............has met his match, in more ways than one..................


Sicker than West Nile, Ill floor you into the ground more than kitchen tiles cuz ur flow couldn’t go if it extended “8 miles” :: enough trial and error, face your terror, your verse needs a tune-up so do like ur name, and “switch styles” //1

Must be on fire the way ur “feelin the burn,” cuz this is lyrical class on how to kick ass and you’re here to learn :: reverse your verse like making 180 degree turns, your style couldn’t come more herb-ish if you spat out ferns // 2

With only enemies and no friends, guess you’ll have to make amends, cuz my lyricals transcend levels you can’t comprehend :: fend for your own, rend the flesh from your bones, finish this bitch’s story like the administrator’s name, cuz its “The End….” // 3


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