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for christ sakes, naps..
been online wastin time since 98 - the first registered member of myspace
6 years and you've accomplished zilch
so heres ya doctor phil - ya old, quit rap - make sure you've got a will

thinkin u'll pass me in the clutch,
like i'll actually jus budge, for a net vet whos hardly got respect yet
bitch, i'ma master with the punch
it's like u gotta deal at victorias secret [ ya his panties in a bunch] -i know-

i hate laughin at naps it's so mean, but homey
could prolly save africa with a nose bleed
listen, don't speak, cuz i ain't feelin nothin
outta a fresh chest unless it's ona my cold drinks

ya nostrils is f***in gigantic, it was probably
you sneezin in public that f***in sunk the titantic
i don't mean to mean, or rude dawg but god
i didn't know ya face came wit a two door garage

bitch, ya lose, later..u can hide
but i'll still run up in ya crib and search thru it like room raiders
last round verse ben offical, that sh*** was
simple, but believe me homie this x and this sh*** has BEEN OFFICAL

this 1 scopes got u scared, shakin
knowin Naps in my crosshairs without getting my hair braded.
thinkin x isnt nice, ya right
cuz now i got u buggin naps n dreds without bein infested wit lice

that mixtape murder shit, it ain't workin here
got no lines he still ain't learned after 8 tournaments
straight ignorant, rappin bout the bodies that u pile up and shit
holdin a pistol as u dial up

this faggot, kid rappin is sad as shit
it's tragic, been on the net so long startin to think it's tragic
like ull win cuz u old school cuz, but this return of an old
heads a bigger f*** up then goku