10 Lines and then you go away crying herb.

No flow, what were doing?, eating creamy jelly rolls and ho-ho's/
On loan, ya borrowed the rhymes but still you only spit slo-mo/
0-3 an stil don't undestand, ya verses are like Cricet, low demand/
Give a hand, the lines almost equal, rap like country band stand/
Cripple you with hard words, wrech ya spin with venemous verbs/
This ain Revenge Of The Nerds, Ya suck dude, havent you heard?/
Stop the shots, ya glock aint cocked, ya got the saftey on cock/
Watch while you get mocked, freeze up with stage fright and lock/
Ya blood dranin and ya skin white, ya dead dude, died of fright/
Murderd at 14, that aint to young, ya from the hood, but I won/

Don't underestimate the noobs.

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