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dog, just listen... as far as writtens really son you don't type great...
what are you, like eight? - 2 yrs and can't elevate over light weight?
Homey you couldn't blow up if you locked yourself in the tight crate
islamic bombers use as the storage box for their nitrate!
so I'm guessing you might hate, the fact that you're wacker the sin
or you're rapping begin in the box you're parents compacted you in!
You ugly fucker the stork saw your retarded face and went damn blind..
circled IRAQ and tried to drop your stupid ass in a land mine
You're about as smooth as a special ed kid doing gang signs
Or about as smart as Wesley snipes getting tan lines
and if you're not catching the sarcasm - then get in grips with a bat first
cuz it's about to get "real ugly" like your existence on rapverse
you jacked Durst, like "yeah this soul patch and red fitted cap works!"
plus you can't rap, or act like your use to mack so it's THAT worse!
You're a geek, and you know it's true - fucking kids use to go into..
an open room and beat your ass with the biggest books that they stole from you
and you were like "oh, it's cool - they were just playing a game with me"
" that's just their way to see, I'm not at all WHAT I CLAIM TO BE" - lmao
yeah, like we didn't guess from the glasses and checkered pants..
at second glance that you didn't look like a "date rape skit" from a sex advance!
plus you left the dance, when your stupid ass didn't get the chance
to check ya stance, so you fled from the room you were in and then wet your pants
I'm not the one you can poly with' Cannabarz is a living legend...
in written sentence... giving you fricking peasents some dissing lessons
like christmas presents - and you have the gulls' to come at me?
Your wack b... I'm the taxi, your all the way in the BACK SEAT......
I trash beats, you pick up trash for the cash and then get gully...
I'm a net bully and it's expressed in my text fully...
forget skully, I'm agent molder when lacing soldiers
erasing folders, I can't even name all the cats that I've placed in comas
it's too many, they got me smashed on the blue henny
Killing everyday man I'll make you into the new kenny
we can put money on this battle and see if I lose any
but you will lose weight and you won't even have to go through Jenny!
but listen Barz truthful - give you a large spoonful
of logic and see if my written profits beyond useful
see I'm kicking facts, and what I'm spitting in written raps
has got me the honor of speaking behind more bars then the prison rats
no this and that, I'ma hungry nigga my shits intact
this is track, get the run around if you give it slack
advice dog, don't go toe to toe with a nice god
despite mobs, I kick in more doors than the vice squad
I'm quite odd, I know this focus and willingly
ain't nobody killing me in this text analytically...
I'm physically in peak shape, might've born a week late
but if you speak hate I push ya wig back like release dates
Check it - I'm the norman bates of performance tapes
AND the verses are worth much more than the chorus makes
so when I strike; I bounce off the walls till the corners break
cuz the site a failures a mistake I won't afford to make