Blah,blah,blah,blah dawg will you stop babblin...
Your talkin whack shit, but you think your battlin...
What's happenin, some herb thinks he can beat me...
I know I'm bored but this win should come too easily...
He also told me eminem's a rapper he fuckin admire's...
Shit, all his played 'stan' punches and jokes just backfired...
And it was a ghostwriter he hired, that's why he has a win...
But 3 losses, he's like a dolphin without a fuckin dorsal fin...
So dawg contact your next of kin and say your bout to die...
Coz your gettin murdered for the 4th time, still no-one'll cry...
And why do you call yourself somethin stupid like blak woods...
I know, It's coz your verses sound like there written backwords...
I just wanna type this and afterwards see my wins turn to 22...
Coz basically I know that no dope lines will ever come outta you...
But who cares, I dont, you should just be fuckin I.P banned...
You get pleasure form winnin, but more often from your right hand...

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HARRY R.I.P
1940 - 2002

In Respect