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Tweeza, your whole style is cheesy like Round Table Pizza/
that's why it's so easy to eat ya, i'll release the heat ta deafeat ya/
you've battled the wrong creature what's the purpose?/
your lyrics are very healthy, mines are sicker than Magic Irvin/
or Irvin Magic, which ever you preffer you fag-got/
my rhymes will amaze and shock you, like a surge of static/
but your just an insult to rap, you need to die, so i'll do/
take you out because you lower the mode average of hip hop's value/
you know what "son", i should just treat you like beef and ground you/
this is the precise reason that i clown dudes/
yea, i know i'm harsh, you might say i'm a hater/
but man, you exhale stank rhymes that fuck up the Ozone Layer/
so we can see saw/ i went first and gave you a "plate" now you have this to feed off/