YOu probably sat down and wrote this men, your moms lips get fatter than jiggas, and im focused man, i provoke this pen, to lyrically spill you in half/ im the type a dude that will fuckin kill you then laugh/ my lyrics thrill you in raps and have you wrapped in two/ have you smacked -n- brusied.. till you look like a crip bandana.. black -n- blue/ who the fuck you think your rappin too?, son im attacking you with the chrome heat/ im the type a nigga to hit your dome piece/ then hit your jaw so hard that youll shit out your own teeth/ i dont condone beef, with niggas that bust a stink verse/ son you look gayer than sisqo in a pink shirt/

these lyrics i rip graze at you/,and even in a daze i still manage to spit blaze at you/and formoulate venomos rhymes that will have your bitch face tattoed/ your so stupid you wouldnt even know im riifn you even if i flipped a diss phrase at you/

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"My intelligence begins where yours peaks at" ~Canibus