your a southern boy in D.C.?, come down to where the south is//
thinkin you can battle well put your "money" (gold) where your mouth is//
this is my check in and it doubles as my verse, i let you drop first knowin you'd be worse//
So now your face turnin red cuz a better mc dissed you//
my lyrics will sever your head and deteriorate muscle tissue//
six lines in and already your feelin scared//
with lyrics so paralyzing you need to get a wheelchair//
save all your cowboy bullshit for the old west//
this is a modern day gunfight right at ya computer desk//
so let the slaughterin begin, you may as well be offerin the win//
don't worry i'll be the one to notify your next of kin//
let em know of your unfortunate demise, tell them you were gay and liked to roleplay in a cowboy disguise//
now your perplexed by the way my rhyme connects//
leavin you extinct like a tyrannosaurus rex//
yeah your a grown man, but your lyrics are docile//
only checkin on this board cuz your a pervert pedophile//

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