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Dis cat thinks hes great but never will confess-to-lies//
accept for me to destroy this market leavin him petrafry//
so dont make me deploy his raps out dis wak state of mind formality//
his skillz aint close to my fatal abnormality,so stop D/r for lines//
wow dis cat dont pack teks but paks baged lunches an used rhymes//
i got a hunch that this kid can only beat me wit my punches of mine//
if ya verse was worth cash u wud smash to da bank commishiner//
my words drill ya ass quick like i was da fukin dental practioner//
you must be new to this… I know you got hopes//
but this newbies gettin noose swings when I show ya the ropes//
I outwit… even the sharpest cat, plenty harm in that//
when I’m testing ya cardiac- I’m expecting a heart attack//
ya sub par at rap… no way you can hang with this//
I never monkey around…. dangerous as an ape that’s pissed//
my language grips… to entertain the masses//
you’re a lame that spits shit that’s plain wackness//