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HERES MY VERSE PEEPS
Black spittin sick??….never gonna happen its just stupid and crazy….
My verse getting ripped???….bullshit..well maybe if he payed–me….
He knows he cant win but he say he aint tryin..he hiding the fact that hes wack….
U lyrically dyin..cuttin u slack???fuck that u got a betta chance seein shaq cryin….
You laying your tracks off….I advise you revise your rhyme….
Think…when was the last time ur train of thought arrived on time….
Making Black squeal….like a gang of obiese guys, no one is PHATTER(fatter)….
Cause on the real….your whole verse a laughing matter….nows ur time to shatter….
Beating me..u have a better chance if u cheat…gotta 0 chance of havin me beat…
No chance defeating me…like a gunman goin to a showdown wid no heat…
Scorpian Wins…yeah but remember ur names blackLION….let me tell….
If being wack was a sin…U wont be goin to heaven but straight to hell….
You might as well rap to a fuckin wall cuz really no one wants to be hearin ya..
Rip ur skin off and show ur bitch interior…man u wack..u fit the criteria….
U ain't a G just cos you're kept back in class at lunchtime kid….
Soft like a Feather Pillow….Shit..u dont even know what a punchline is….
Spits shit verses then says he was high when he wrote it cuz he knows im ELITE….
I cant wait to lyrically kill you, im like a zombie looking for fresh meat to eat….
You couldn’t make an ILL verse if u mixed ur paper with ANTRAX….
You better stand back….cuz my verses don’t come like urs u have bad raps….
Rapping just aint for you….fuck spittin again just leave RB and then try POP….
U bring more shit than a junk shop….u gon be under me like im a giant and ur frodo…
Throwin punches Nonstop….the shit that u write ud have a betta chance to win if u no-show….
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