Another herb wants to get sonned

My standard About-2-hand-Ur-Ass-2-U Rules

5-15 bars
Blind spit, no feedin'
NO hate, d/r or crew votes
5-0 wins
No recyclin' or bitin'.

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Ima burn U like a celebrity roast, cause U deserve it the most,/
U got 5 posts, nigga you a ghost, but you still wanna boast?/
Son, you got no value, that’s why to everone youz a zero,/
Looks like I gotta play the villain, since you tryin’ to be the hero./
Reminds me of Jamacian food, how I got this Chicken Jerky,/
Call you Swamp Thing, cause your future’s lookin’ merk-y./
Call yourself Big Gz, but I know you ain’t gang affiliated,/
Came in thinkin’ U was nice, now you leavin’ humiliated./
Get on stage if niggaz embracin’ gays, like ‘em and Elton John,/
How ima question your gangsta, and you got it all wrong?/
Kill you quicker than you have sex, in a minute or less,
Poll has multiple choices, but the answer, no one needs to guess./

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Uppin' 4 your verse, bitch ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

Where's all that talk at now, cum-guzzler?

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