Like a ' Drunk Driver ' Your oustide your lines
Ya Sig's right... Pussy is a perfect desctrpition of ya rhymes
You aint shit, just like ya "Quotes" and punches...
I send hate in bunches, while you like a fat bitch doin crunches...

Like a jump-rope this faggots emotions are swinging
Him winning this battle... People always dreaming
Hese loving the penis, This gives High Class no relief
Now knowing he doest use the thermometer just to check his degrees...
Your a minable, your thoughts laking the letteral
How can you be iron, when your lacking the minerals...
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Very nice flow you wrote hommie, I hope my record gets fixed soon. LOL. Well, we will see how things go I guess. Good battle.

OUT

-High Class a.k.a Confusion

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