It's May 02, 2024, 01:41:52 PM
Son You's A Flukey... A Phony... A Pushover-For-Me || I Dun' Mastered The Flow... Like I Took-Over-The-Sea || Looked-Over-Your-Steeds, All You Got On Me Is Bad's-N'-Errors ||(I Rose From The Bottom, Your Spoiled Ass Ain't Put In Half-The-Effort || You Here By reason or default, 187... Fuck's That Say-About-Ya'-Skills?? || Shopp'n At Day-Endin'-Sales The Only Way-You'll-Getta'-Deal || Ready For WaR??... Not Even If You Was The Navy's-Best-Of-Seals || Even ya click Admits... You Really Ain't Deserved-This-Shot || I Earned-This-Spot, I'll Burn-On-Top, 187.. You Cursed-To-Drop || 'Cause How You Worthy Of A name You Ain't Learned-To-Roc?? || When It's Your Turn-To-Talk, Niggaz Can Just Edit-That-Part-Out || I Fill Your Mouth With Blood... The Only Way Your Spittin'-Your-Heart-Out || Get-All-Your-Flaws-Out... Oh-No-Wait... That Would Leave Your Whole-Flow-Blank || This Coward Needs To Be Served In Abundance, Like A Hobo's-Plate || Your Flow's-So-Lame, I Won Soon As I Showed-For-This-Kat || Like Try'na Strike A Flame In A Windstorm... I Blow-Out-This-Match || Go-Check-The-Stats, My Records Stand, Never Fall-To-This-Kid || Only Way You Touchin' My Numbers Is When You Callin'-My-Crib || Maulin'-You-Quick, Awesome-Wit'-This, I'm Flawless-Wit'-Spits || This Niggaz On The Toilet, So For Once, You On Top-O'-Your-Shit Get Off-O'-My-Dick, You Probably Like "Damn, I Coulda'-Had-You" || mack Was Never Lookin'-At-You... Even Writin' This, I Was Lookin'-Past-You || But I Never Dicked This Pussy... You Been Fuckin'-Ya-Self || I Just Played What-Was-Dealt, And Made The title holder Look Dumber-Than-Hell || Now This Faggit Wanna' Gimme' Head, 'Cause That's The Only Way He's touchin'-My-liteweight Belt.....!
...And 'title holder'
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