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We battled, I came dope.

I’m bout to turn this f***in rottwhiler to a shitzu/
Nice voice, either you bit him or tayiamu denku bit you/
I’d like to hang this skinny fag, but I would need a big noose/
Cuz juniors adams apple sticks out further than his dick do/
Lets be real you cheat, you’ve asked me to cheat/
I’ve seen you factually cheat against every cat that you’ve beat/
And don’t say you just did it against cat’s that’ve cheated/
Cuz that just means that every cheater that you’ve battled you cheat with/
I know Dzk’s clique cheats, they’ve even aimed to screw me/
But you cheat just as good, that’s why you tie whenever facin gooniez/
So go and tell all of your aim list that its safe-to-boo me/
You’ve done enough voting fraud for Michael Moore to make a movie/
I react to your picture with morbid amazement/
Your family must’ve kept you hidden locked in a basement/
I don’t see how you plan on acquiring fortune and fame when/
You’re the spittin image of f***in skellator with a facelift/
I leave cities destroyed your matching wits with a boy/
Who makes faggots disappear for a livin like Siegfried and Roy/
Personals will only get me annoyed, my girls a fatass right/
Well shorty lost the weight, your mother still cant come back to life/
Cats who play your tracks-are-like his white flows borin/
And I got more lines than Enef has guys votin for him/
Scraggly beard with a cap 10 sizes old for him/
Your hat’s so oversized you cut out eyeholes for it/
Don’t turn me off now because the effort gets better/
Watch this soccer player go for balls and header this pecker/
In GRB’s my presents guaranteed like sever getting sweaters/
I stay on top of this f***in board like cheddar gets cheddar/
He’ll cheat with anyone he’s a versatile aimer/
Who hangs around more fat bi***es than a personal trainer/
Don’t be sad, I used to date a fatass too/
But your chin has the pubic hair beard from jackass 2/
I see your posts in hookups, see you tryna get your snoop on/
But people all remember, as a finalist your lukewarm/
Ten dollar prizes are a sign this guy is gettin booed on/
I got more cats on my side than a lioness with newborns/
And I don’t cower when you dumb out either/
Becuz you look like copywrite inside a funhouse mirror/
I heard enef loves-to-fight, I’ll call his bluff tonight/
Cuz hes lookin like Lance Armstrong on a f***in hunger strike/
And if yall really thought that I was gonna lose, then hes denyin yall the truth/
That I get violent in the booth/
Checked your myspace, saw that you put Cire as your influence/
I influenced the writtens of your influence you chicken shit/

I wrote for em I ghost fortunes your flows orphan/
Cuz no one wants to claim they fathered that shit/
Another cage fan who shouldn’t even bother to spit/
Who says he doesn’t rap for cash cuz no one offers him shit/
Suck dick, those who predicted this flamer to win/
Just caused the boss to go and grab a f***in paper and pen/
And remind yall I already won your favorite event/
One loss in six years and this fag is the favorite to win?/
Wait, I figured out what could exlain all this shit/
He went on aim and told all of his friends which name to predict/
The only thing enef could ever be a favorite to pick/
Is the most likely guy online to be a slave to a bi***/
By the way, Barry sure isn’t the name of a bi***/
So how you gone get caught online bein a slave to some dick?/
You are shameful, and I aint even glad that I raped you/
Cuz any student know’s that en-ef’s f***in disgraceful.