Ya verse ain't got one personal in it, nothin but a pre-write...
Wasn't meant for me and certainly wasn't meant for a rap site.
Cuz Tha Duce sucks, seen better spray from midgets on tha sneeze...
It's fitting ya sitting cuz standing ya don't even reach my knees.
Calls me out like he knows me...boy, ya gonna regret that shout...
Cuz I flow hits like warships and ya punk ass stuck in a drought.
Ya comparable ta Ethiopian currency and yes, I'm being sincere...
Cuz seriously ya value is shit, ya simply worthless around here.
Go on and roll ya dice, the only Duce gonna be in ya loss column...
Ya talent and rhymes going downhill like ya spat them on a slalom.
Looks like a corpse in ya sig...why...ya tryin ta copy my avatar?
I'm showing what I do ta herbs while ya showing what ya are.
Fuckin dead. Like ya skill. Ya should try lessons before spittin...
Get a ghost writer, cheat! Just don't drop anything you've written.
Cuz it'll get buried, annihilated, dumped on like a truck...
So I'll toss clovers on ya coffin so you'll really be down on ya luck.

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