Chrit, only way you could spit fire, is if you swallowed gas and threw up on a lighter
better than me i think not, you gon drop your spot from the top, soon as i rock the mic and drop this deadly verse, your hearse is ready so get out your inane battles verses you've written already, elevated beyond description, don' have a conniption, because ur rhyming dictionary cancelled your subscription, Rb's ready for your eviction, don't petition for votes, cause im rippin you apart, like an atack on the right atrum of your heart, i feel it beatin faster, better go call in your pastor, and ask him what's waiting for you in the life after, i only see disaster for this veteran herb, for i am undetterred, by your record or our verse, thas why im spittin first, to let you feed off my words, givin u indigestion, hope you learned a lesson, cause u jus ate liek a sub at the delicatessan

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