look there ain't no point for you steppin to me//
ripped and smoked like ya man Blunt Mc/
Enigmatic done pushed me to far,you see/
1-3 and one of those 3 was me/
He say things "Poppin" shit like a "Pussy/
And don't try to act like mobb deep, cuz ya ass never shook me/
Lord E is about to get overthrown/
If he was nice,cuz whack niggas can't take the throne/
and no, you ain't a bone thugs n' harmony fan/
because ya gay ass tried to "Bone thugs in harmony"/
Enigmatic ya shit is fuzzy and all static/
because ya rhymes is cheap like fake fabric/
And if i ever though i was cool wit you/
it disapeared like the fact that Star Jones buys from Pay-less shoes/
And you and blunt are both alike, ya rhymes is drone/
Shit is like".La Familia in Star Wars:Attack of the Clones"/
Lord E poppin shit like E-Pills/
finally came back, like ya rhyme prescription just got filled/
And i though i wouldn't have to write you today/
heard that hot joint wit Jigga and B to bite off off Beyonce'/
Ya popularity is about to fade/
like any rumor that said, Black people make bad Kool-Aid/

Wait/
Bitches always "ride" on "dicks",so like a tarot reading,u know ya fate/
Because when the gun start to spray, you runnin,but time runs wit ya,so ya ass is too late/
Slow niggas make up Slow rhymes,convicted of bein so whack, so you now have to do the time/
And youz a funny nigga steppin to me, because you ain't got the star power to beat B.R.E/

BITCH
yeah this should be in frontlines but hell, they wanna post here, so can we, uppin for comments,1

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