so u haterz want mess wit da kid/
i'm goin to break ur ribz/
and have yall broken like bad relationships/
u hatin it/
cause i stay killin da console/
verses is hot so it burnt my tonsils/
u think u betta, than holla at me/
u gettin popped like im gettin trigga happy/
and then my words get stabby/
and my palm get slappy/
that makes ur whole style look trashy/
u not hearin/
my rhymez u got to be feelin/
if rappin was a job/
ur style get thrown out for inexperience/
my wordz iz serious/
but not hard to line/
kid is ghostin da game so i'm hard to find/
u need backup but me its hard to spine/
yall not hearin me or seeing/
so it's deaf leads da blind/
yall get ate so yall rats just feeds dis lion/
dis rap game it is mines/
yall think yall can beat me/
have u throwing up this sign /
saliva is slime/
so help me out and jump in caskets/
or all yall get carried out in da same laundry basket/
basterd/
and my rhymez iz stone u get battered/
and yall reflective haters get shattered/
and leave da game plastered/
Look my rhymes shook homeyz/
i dun spitted and shook crooneyz/
faked and killed phonyez/
so don't raise ur lip/
before i hurt u an u can't raise ur lips/
Holla

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Da Young Wise One Holla at Me!!