aight check it, 16 lines......match me

Ya claim ya better than me, thinkin’ you a vet at text
But as I proved last week, next to me ya always second best
The best in U.K. now I left, yet still I sit and wonder
How ya ‘takin UK by storm’ when I’m still ‘stealin ya thunder’
And what’s this about ya dope at audio, kid ya better hold up
Cuz as I recall ya lost the 3 battles when ya opponent showed up *
Shit, I’d come at EC face to face, get my crew to throw up a chorus
But E.C wud get prehistorical……”cuz-he’d-run-if-he-saurus”
I guess Daubs must’ve got wrist cramp, so he hit up his biggest fan
Cuz Daubs had E.C recruited; now E.C’s his right hand man **
So I guess ure a L.ivin’ L.oser, cuz u’ll never be the boss
And I won’t play on ya name, but I will make E.C a loss
And yo, I don’t mean ya ‘lines are tired’ but ure lookin ‘full of fatigue’
Elevatin’ must be strenuous, cuz E.C ain’t even fit for his own league ***
Now I’m a end with a joke, cuz yo I am a fan of funnier times
So to get it started I’ll hand EC the mic, and let him spit his rhymes


====Explanations for the 3 bars, only read 'em if ya need to====
* his audio record is 1-3, his win was cuz Socrates no-showed.
** on the LL roster E.C is the only one under “Right Hand Men”.
*** runs the elevation league which he is not participating in.

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