Rappad need a maxi-pad for his lips cuz I'm bustin them wide...
Have him rollin like he belong in the crips so he can take this beatin in stride...
Drop hair follicles in ya opticals so you can see this brush off...
Yet I shine so bright in this fight you'll be attracted like a moth.
Cuz I pluck ya vision tools in the livin room to leave ya win den-eyed...
Then give ya a spin so ya dizzy spittin to ensure I top ya rhyme.
Ya spit meaningless mystery like anagrams with no vowels...
No deciphering and no enlightening like lamps covered in towels.
Cuz ya really gay, a flammin faggit claimin ta be artistic...
Playin with cat's gat's, takin shot's in the ass and thinkin that makes ya ballistic.

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