iight iight...

Spray Bombs Tech Shows This Hater Agression, A Painfullest Lesson
Lay You On The Dek At Your Avatar's Discretion, Wit Greater Impression
I've Already Won No Need For Belated Acception, You Relatin' Wit Death Son
You try escapin' but your vest runs, not in my scope i aim for blessed lungs
Knock You Out Like An EA Sports King, For You A Loss is a Sure Thing
Ya Spits Boring, Wonder how you got 4 wins, dirty enuff ta make a whore cringe
I'm To BackWords for this WAR thing, i strap swords for emcee shortning
Pack Cords as i leave throats torn-in, Jack Scores you like a RAWlings baseball worn-in
From ya Verse i see you dont belong, you just in town tourin'
No Curse when i "put it on", take this big L as i put Down Explorin'

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