U Fuckin 'Fruit', I'll 'Pluck Ya Roots' - 'Your A Basket Case'
Like 'Choppin Wood', I Gotta 'Crush' On U - Ax Embraced
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You Should Of Left RB, Av, Island. . .Fuck It - I Think Your All Shit
No Need To Match, I'll Beat Ya With The Bare Min. Like Evolve Did
I Maul Scripts, & Like Retarded Bald Kids - Your Headed Wrong Is.
...Amend'll Leave Ya Up In Smoke Like It's A Cheech & Chong Skit
No Need For A Long Spit, & Stop Droolin' - Mend'll Script'cha Pain
Probably End Up Like Cam. - Dryed Up Under 28 Different Names
Forget Ya Fame, Its Just The Net - & I Know Text Is Cool To YOU
But Im Past That, So This Match Is Like Av v/s Bullet-Proof
Cool It Duke, Dont Get Heat'ed - Or I'll Fog Up Any Clear Solutions
Snap, Crackle. . .And I'll Drop Av Like Most New Year Resolutions
You'll Need A Squad Of Hope - Cause No Way Can You Merk 'Mend
Its Funny, Notice You Key'd 22 Lines But Pre-Wrote The First Ten
Want Work Friend.? Be A Ghost. .& Im Known To Diss A Peer, So..
Amend Sees This Battles Like A Protest, All I Need's A Meer Post
Steer Close, & You Better Ride This Win - Theres No Alternatives
Who Names Themself After An Island Where Dead King Author Is
U Lost To Chrit, Witha Flawless Spit - Only Reason For Comparison
With The Both Of Us, In Each Battle - Were Both Declared The Win
U Dont Scare Amend, Fuck A Shakey Verse - & I Dont Need Props
With JUST Text, Your Futures Hairy, Like The Direction A Flea Hops
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blah, got shit to do. . .