No need to come too hard in this one....we easily owned without my verse

One's trying to be hard....the other's assed out but claimed tight
But we all know that when two dicks get together it ain't right
Easily under take BigChase....I'll leave him dead and in a hearse
Cause you forgot to wait for me to drop before you edited your verse
Check it out as I son burn....leave em submerged in ointments
Even Apotheosis seems to think that your verse is pointless
Your rhymes are just sickening....what're you feens attempting?
That ain't no lyrical virus...you bitches are just green with envy
I'm spiking my punches bitches....you want a swig? taste
Trigga easily got burned......so he needed a BigChase
Stomping Trigga for fun....leave him with multiple injuries
I'll provide concrete evidence...that he's really in da streetz
You dug your own grave.....begging for this to take place
And your sigs show proof...that you couldn't save face
I could even waste this line.......I'll even call it a filler
You dudes are fucking bananas...your ass belongs to gorillas
We're milking this win....from whatever you dudes utter
Cupping each other's balls like a couple confused putters
^My golf punch is better than your verses...you have to be kidding
Damn....we just picked this one up....call this battle a gimme

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