Alley oop.

We're reaching the end, the death of Daubs and E.C will begin
I'll leave you on the floor to prove you're far from ceiling the win
And stop your shitty linguistics, even when you're in the zone, man
Your Eng. Lands so weak, you disgrace your entire homeland
Oh damn, you're both equally wack, you're not contestin'
Only dropped hot once...
...which was luck, 'cuz you ain't drop hot against him
Bring the henchmen, 'cuz a double-team won't stop the savage
All you get is L L, and some lame crew that got established
It's madness, how do you expect to mess vets up
When, according to your verses, your roster's best head sucks
Looks like pressure to me, and since I know you try to fake rhymes
You're 'bout to buckle, and not how you hold each other 'round the waistline
It's break time, so I'll pause for a...you, I'm back now
How the fuck are you still here!? I just paused to take the trash out
^ What? Damn I must be rusty, still many love it
So what my bars are out of wack...
...yours have plenty of it
You're nothin', 3-line punches? Those ain't bashin' Degree
'Cuz you're dissin' with a style you both adapted from me*
I think I got it from Feeble, but still I made it flippable
When feeble just describes your attempts to drop something original
Pitiful, and all you ever hear from ladies is "stop"
So Daubs'll mountE quicker than a Canadian cop
It ain't a secret, we all know you like swallowing dudes
Your preference will always b-boys...
...even the sites you follow me to!
An effortless 25, I've been loved since my days as a focused newb
When it took ^that many wins for anyone to notice you
You know it's true, and know the rules, my team's abiding them
We're not feeding, so Daubs try your best to not bite again
And E.C, quit stallin', you're so shook, it better stop
I bet nobody seizure verse until AFTER Mimesis drops
Let's speak on England's music scene, lately it's in hot demand
But Elton reigns supreme, you can't even begin to Rocket, Man

*Hears E.C's audio*

WHOA! Yo RV, this kid's the one you gotta peep
His shit will definately get the heads noddin'...off to sleep
Eww @ your voice, sounds like some alien's health ails
Don't re-cord again...
...unless your first hanging attempt fails
E's not a god, but can walk on water, stand without a vest
'Cuz the English Channel's controlled by his remote chances of success
If this hacksaw me in the street, I'd lumberjack him with no waitin'
And hit him with enough axis to change the globe's rotation
No hatin', but your partner's watered down, I'll douse him with care
So watch Dandriff't away, then he'll finally be out of my hair
I told you two wasn't enough, so get back-up from your loser gang
You're takin' a bloody beating, and I'm not trying to use your slang
Who's to blame, we came prepared to do more than play fight
You tried to Bond, now I'm knocking out your Living Daylights
Either you guys are overrated, or writer's block posed an interference
'Cuz your skill's so Lost, FOX offered you a cameo appearance
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I spit untouchable shit, verse troublin', you're not stoppin' my plan
I only touchable shit verse coverin' your drops with my hand

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