Punches punches punches its all i bring to your fights
left hook right hook im never tired ill keep coming all night
wins wins wins about to tell im not the losing type
cuz your rhymes are like bringing fists to a gun fight
RV wont favor to you,these niggas wont cater to you,
you can get the barrell in your mouth in favor of you
put five in your tater for you,the rap game is a zoo
but its not for you,you can get ya face and ya chest snuffed
my rounds shake the ground like and earth quake does
plus im sick but dont be pissed first ill kill you lyrically then come at you with closed fists
its not anything to shoot you
ill shoot you like a basket recieves
just believe i shine to bright im over looked cant be seen
im clean cut keep talking slick ill turn dirty you get a clip in the gut
cuz you aint even worth a fight your whole life is a joke
32 years old live at your moms home ,broke


and in the last battle you said you came well equipped...one question well equiped with what a saddle?i can picture your faggot ass riding dick as your teeth start to raddle.


oh and to be honest are a faggot cuz you sure do act like one.talking about riding dick and cocks all the time.

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Rap clicks online? Wackkk.
-The B.E.S.T. Crew? haha
ya'll niggas on some eli porter shit.