I'll leave this bitch with a red neck when he's comin' to pound me,
You think you can really git er' done but I'm still wonderin' 'how d?'
They say behind every great man is a great woman, well since this is true,
Please, tell this dude to get the fuck outta my way when I'm dissin' you,
My shit is blowin' your mind, you're showin' a sign of tryna think sir,
You tryna grab the win, but that shits slippin' right through your fingers,
Dude thinks hes a perfectionist, well that ideal will crush him much faster,
Gettin' smaller the more I smokin him is the only thing that Dutch Masters,
Tryna get your foot in the door of the rap game, well thats an obstacle,
Cause when I drop my verse and defeat you, how will that be possible?
And in this life you think you'll make it, my lines will severe every man,
This bitch must be livin' in a dream world though, his punches never-never land.

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