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Ma ryhmes leave Prophet viscous, to pussy ta fulfill his wishes, leavin' em bitchless//
Pussy 'n faggot don' mix, nothin' could fix, that this fruit is mo colourfol than a bowl 'o Trix//
Ma lyrical plauge, is causin' a rampage, leavin' Prophet suspended 'n caged//
Ill rhymes, flip tha page, causin' ya rage, but he pisses his pants on the fuckin' stage//
This niggaz success I cannot guarantee, his ryhmes=elementary, been inhalin to much methemphetamine//
Ma arsenal, devours this niggaz arsenal, a merk so bad, tha gap is shorter than a hurse ta hell//
You fuckin' biter, go beat off bout a Dodge Viper, 'cause ya death is comin, an' I'm tha lyrical sniper//
Next time, befo ya battle me, think it through, take a minute or two, see it from a different point of view//
'Cause ya rhymes fail to cleanse, ya status ta defend, failure ta achieve ya Mercedes Benz//
Ma vantage, killz ya wit it's ampage, fuck, give up, 'cause ya verse alone, in this battle, is a disadvantage!//

Quick, w/e...waitin; on u...