fuckin listen,

the haelicon manouveir cudnt make u spit/
fit a punch~bag in this thread n u still cudnt hit/
ur verse has “eccoed” so much its become old news/
win or loose u confuse, abuse the laws of rap you’ll never walk in my shoes/

im resistant to ur spits n my system is consistant/
like in claustrophobic conditions this ECCO is non~existant/
givin u the mic is like given water minus degrees/
you’d go silent in the highlight n freeze/
say please, n I might take it easy to make us luk equal/
but if I break~u~in~two I cud murder one half then progress into the sequal/

I’ll infest in ya ear holes n nest/
so wen ya rest my style will make ya heart pump through ya vest/
eccos record is reading half-a-dozen at present/
but if a mixed up the majority I cud make a herbal essence/
my presence must be causin u a crisis of identity/
you’ve ad three names on rb but the others were to wack 4 entry/ (MANNY,Consiquence)

u procrasternate n hestitate then spit back while u exasperate/
breathing like a man avin a diabetic fit, struggling to navigate/
rest~in~piece dawg this was a pure display of murder/
6-1 ur record, but 3 profiles lets everyone know ur not a quik learner//


uppin ur verse!