Look here Slippa I knows you a fake nigga/
you the type that be hesitate whether to pull the trigga/
yeah thats right I can't stand fake niggas/
I don't know bout u but this nigga bout to kill ya/
I don't give a fuck nigga up here writin 4 bars thinkin its 4 stars/
nigga I'll leave u shuffled like a deck of cards/
man fuck that shit learn to write a verse/
I'm type that'll leave your body slippin in hearse/
You can come back and tell me that shits hurts/
but in this world u really gotta put in some work/
I don't like lazy MC's like Dylan and you/
how the fuck u write 4 bars I can't expect the best out of u/
thats like writin a sentence to a story/
u can't compete wit my style u really bore me/
just get a new hobby like blowin dicks in hotel lobbys/
come back wit condom for a stocking cap and try to stop me

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Put your little freestyles out/
Don't know'em but your boys get'em/
Ask the kid on the corner I mop the floor wit'em "SWEEP!!!"/
A nigga talk bout me he need the lord wit'em/
or guardian angel on tour wit'em/
I turn your friends against ya I make u wish u wasn't/
I'm part of your family more like a distant cousin/
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