<center>So he thinks he's a rider huh, well I quickly make him crash...
Coudlnt even spit a bar fast, even if he stepped on the gas...
I got wins like cars without a roof chump gats leave u slumped...
Fuckin' Fighter?....
like ray charles atta bar... I never seen this "fruit punch"...
Gimmie ya best hit, u dont change rap styles u change sexes...
'Swooshing-A-Shot' at a parks only time u make the "net-flip"
punches are scarring your health; my bars are like stealth...
closest he gets to having a ‘sex life’ is being ‘hard on himself’...
Punches leave ya 'burned' like the 'sun' your trapped this time...
Couldnt even spit something' 'hott', if you 'rapped outside'...
Goin' to be strugglin' tryin' to win a battle without a strategy....
Rhy is smuggilin' other peoples words like a desperate refugee...
Lines dont connect like a broken telephone cord needin' repairs...
Show him the steps to become a MC n he will just watch the stairs...
Im a G Killa boi,so in this battle there is no need to merk you...
You cannot spit a 9:10, because thats past Rhydah's cerfew...</center>

9:10 = 9outta10
Goodluck HOMIE!

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