fuck another ryming class-in-session , mack my worst student got his ass-in-detention,but its for life coz i pass-some-agression/
imma abt to spit dope lines-in-sucession , i've got lyrical mines-in-ma-posession , i'll maximise your signs-of-depression/
shit i feel like i'm nasir-jones and you're jay-z, my words are like laser-domes, comin at ya with razor-tones/
my 'BOOK OF RHYMES' when opened will shred-ya-bones, "come on you can temme" your favourite rapper's fred-from-da-flintstones/
fuck man dont be so hungry, start eatin, 'not-biting', damn if i started sellin you would ave 'bought-my-writin', battlin me??, a shot-ya-invitin/
you're in eternal darkness, coz u havent even tried-writing ,lookin for someone else to provide-the-lighting, you're shameless you dont care if your pride's-dying/
i see you spit wack shit ever since you-were-exposed , shit your lines flow-blur-n-unopposed, you go "ga ga" if a nude elton john had posed/
my murderous plans remain-undisclosed , your lines show your brain's-decomposed, u like jermaine-had-supposed, and then me like D-R-E came and had you disposed/
your so called 'punches' hittin nuthin-but-air, watch as your lines be clingin-in-despair,i'll strip ya lines like u were rappin in beijing-totally-bare/
fuck now u're out in the real world after all that child-care,i dont care if you're a kid i wont give you a mild-scare, my lines arecompiled-to-tear
you wanted me in yo fucked-up-crew?? , i'll jus spit and you devious assailants will duck-n-still-get-sliced-thru, i feel like a hunter huntin down winnie da pooh/
gareefa dawg i respect-you, but this mack bitch you should ave reject-this-foo,him and rymin are like fat joe tryin to attack-thru-kungfu/
your lyrics like da shit on a britney-track , damn dat kinda skills u cant use to hit-me-back,i'll put to disgrace your lowly-attack/
jus fucked this newbie-named-mack, showed how his lines slowly-turned-wack and how his pride barely-returned-intact/
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