ayo dawg ill spit mine since i did real quick, like 10 mins iight?

lets go dun good lookin

Im so “brilliant” that’ll LEAVE-U-BLIND//
When catz SEE-UR-RHYMES, they understand u got a FEEBLE-MIND//1
And u cant defend from my VIGOROUZ-BLOWZ//
Tha TRIGGER’LL-BLOW, u could rock bullets wit teeth and not be “VICIOUZ”-WIT-THROWZ// (Super Mario Brothers)2
And its factI got tha sickest-of-flowz, make u STUTTER-BASTARD//
Ill have u “spread out” by my “toast” faster than BUTTER-PACKETS//3
Callin me so quickly u must be EAGER-FOR-DEATH//
Catz say im YOUNG-GUNZ the way tha tefz SEETH-THRU-YA-CHEST//4 (BABYZ)
Feeble cant AFFORD TO LOOSE this, cuz im SUCH-A-HIGH-PRICE//
U can “back stroke out”, but still get gutted by my “BUTTER-FLY”-KNIFE//5
Ill turn ya “VERTERAN”-TO-AN-AMATEUR//
I still cant decide which is tha BETTER-HAND-TO-DISMANTLE-YA//6
If ya whole flow is electrical, or technical I can ACT-THA-DIFFUSER//
DESTROY YA RAP CAREER soon as I SMASH-YA-COMPUTER//7
Like my boy SnapNeckz ima HAZY-LEXICON//
Wit ur WEAK CEREBRAL, u musta thought MARCH MADNESS, wuz a bunch of CRAZY-LEPRICHANZ//8
Tha NEXT-I-BOMB, is every BLOCK-IN-YA-VILLAGE//
After this battle FM is gon be described as DISTRAUGHT-AND-BEEN-PILLAGED//9
How could u ever get RID-OF-YA-WACKNESS//
I CONSIDER-IT-TRAGIC…. Cuz mafia makez sure that ya peepz don’t DELIVER-YA-CASKET//10
I could CARE-LESS-WHERE-U-REST//
TEAR-TEFS-IN-YA-CHEST… its been fortold in ancient skriptures, I APPEAR-BEST-WHEN-U-TEST//11
So yall no by now… RB I spit nuthin BUT-MADNESS//
Tha tek can easily transform ya frame into a PUTT-PRACTICE//12
Call me URBAN ARSONIST…. I FIRE-HOODS-UP//
Bring ya crew, we can duel, ill put a WHOLE IN ONE of ya peeps better than TIGER-WOODS-DOES//13

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