Outcome i told you before and I say it again
Your place is in Open mic where you can write what u sayin
Now you didn't get a chance to take a second glance
At the shit you said before you picked up your lyrical lance
Now your untrained and confused leaving me plenty amused
Your structure is wack and skill is lack tell me wich ryming dic. you used
Your blind to any type of forthright topic
And your tears droping fast like a forest in the tropic
I know I know it's metaphors and bull shit
But homie piece of advice you have to learn how to use it

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Let God speak for the underground Psalm 49 16-17
16 Do not be overawed when a man grows rich when the splendor of his house increases
17 For he will take no thing with him when he dies, his splendor will not descend with him
18Though while he lived he counted himself blessed - and men praise you when you prosper-
19 He will join the generation of his fathers, who will never see the light of life

20 A man who has riches without understanding is like the beasts that perish

JoJo? nigga ur name soundz so gay~u should be branded "poster-boy" faggot
I have no luv fa weak "text-rappers"~round em up and "knee" em up like ma nigga Sagat / (Street Fighter)
Who da fuck gave U power to tell nigz where dey belong~bitch U wrong
U a 1 hit wonder like dat bitch who did tha "my neck my back" song but
don't get confused bout me callin U a "1 hit wonder" ur shytz totally wack
infact I was meanin how U go dat x-tra mile fa ur fagz~breakin ur back
str8 up...down and muthafuckin across this boy "Jo" iz @ a friggin loss
this fucker let his french poodle "cummed" on his fish burger fa tatar sauce

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Bringin FAKE ass niggaz da 'Business'