Didn't really feel like typing this shit up right now.

Fuck battlin' now... Me and my crew will stop this coward man,
Cause I know what makes Krip tick.. Gettin' clocked by our hands,
Kid, you're a joke... And since it's the pattern thats took,
You too are bitin' words like you're eatin' alaphabet soup,
So go back to your text verse, what will this lame try on me?
Fuck it, I'll still own you dawg, like the humane society,
It's funny cause you play gangsta and when your verse is due,
My punches don't need contact to turn Krips words to blue,
You a gangsta? Then I'll come with knives, bitch i'm hott,
Then see how quick this prick gets scratched like chicken pox,
I laugh in the face of danger... Cause it is lovely,
But in your case? Well.... I hear its bad to look directly at ugly,
You're not the shit, so watch this seed grow,
Cause we know It will since you dropped that dirt on top of it.

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