Iight............

Yo I Ain't battlin' you cause I demand the respect.....
Shit, if that were the case I'd throw hands witta Vet
Rupture ya chest, pull ya neck like rubberbands can stretch
Than I let go and I Bet, you fly far off this rap battle thread
you don't belong here herb why not just face the music?
you have talent as a janitor you should embrace and use it
A fake ass sellout like Judas, think ya good no1 can prove it
Grab that thought and remove it, Stabbed shot and suein
But you'll get nothin representin' ya self, i'm presentin' you help
descendin' ya health, make you look so bad you resentin' yaself
Like a turtle on it's back I leave you stuck on them shells
I Murda fags on this track and I beleive you fuckin' Juellz

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