quick keystyle for ya...


Focus Kid, Who Told You That You Could Beat Me With 'Punchlines' So 'Weak'
You Get Smashed To The Concrete, So Now You Can Feel The 'Thump' To My 'Beat'
My Callout Got You Shook, When It Comes To 'Beef' You Don't Wanna Do Nuttin But 'Cook'
The 'W' Is 'Stuck In the Books,' Plus It's Like 'Chess' The Way I Calmly Take Out 'Rooks'
When I Spit Bars Get Destroyed Like The Hulk Trapped In Prison, Leave You Retreatin and Bleedin
Nobody Feelin This Kid Can't Elevate, Like 'Fans' This Kid Has Already 'Reached His Ceiling'
I'll Have You Runnin For 'Cover' Like 'Linus' When He Loses His 'Blanket', Bleedin Will Be Eternal
I Read Your Poor Verse That You Dispersed, Because Like 'Empty Journals' It Lacks 'Personals'
Punches Lackin You 'Boxers Retired' Like ,Me Beat Couldn't Still You And Backwards Verse My Write Could I
I Deliver Hits N Punches, Face It I Run Spits, I'll 'Eat This Kid On The Go' Like 'Oscar Meyer Lunchables'

__________________
<center>Deja Vu

..Remember These Dope Kids?..

.................................................. .