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You'll Never Make It To The Semi-Finals/
You Couldn't Break A Record, If Harlem Heat Bent My Vinyls/
There's No Chance, Heat Can Advance/
Your Battle Raps Watered Down, Like Cologne That's Imported From France/

One Glance, You Can Tell That He's Fake/
Scared To Go To His Hometown, So Now He Does The Harlem Shake/
Stop Shivering, You Should Try To Turn Up The Heat/
He's Diseased, If He Pissed, He Could Burn Up The Street/
Your Similar to Cotton Candy Cause You Soft And Sweet/

I'ma Vet, I Devour Emcees, Like A Kannibal/
You A Vet, But You Saving Niggas Animals/
Nigga We Are Not In The Same Class/
Look At His Lame Ass, Your Losing, So You Ready To Aim Fast/

Your Pimp Game Will Never Revive/
The Only Players Card That You Ever Had Was For X-Box Live/
Invalid, I Think You Need A New Subskription/
I'll Throw Him Over The Counter, Like Pharacutical Peskriptions/

*Beat Switch*

You Play Basketball On The Streets, But I'ma End Ya
The Only Thing You Ever Crossed Over Was Your Gender
This Faggots Gettin' Caught In The Act, Like Slow Robbers
The Only Niggas Shootin In Harlem Are Globetrotters,

The Words That You've Written, They Were Never Cohesive
Your Lyrics Couldn't Bond Covered In An Adhesive
Nobodies Gonna Purchase Your Tapes, The Fans Hassle
Your Rhymes Were Created From Dirt, Like Sand Castles

I Really Feel Sorry For This Geek I'm Facin
harlem heat couldn't kill me during dehydration
I Give Orders Like Lieutenants
The Only People Buying Heat In The Winter, Are Landlord Tenants

You Ain't A Beast From The East, You'd Get Ripped In The South
He's Holding His Tongue, Like A Dick Slipped In His Mouth
Computer Geek Acting Slick In The House
If Harlem Heat Is An Icon, I'll Drag Him With The Click Of A Mouse

I'll Prolly See You Next Round With A Plot
Cause As Soon As You Lose, You'll Be Suckin Niggas Dicks For A Spot
He'll Catch AIDS, Too Late To Save Ya
Cause Niggas Run Through You All Day, Like A Corner Bodega

Virgin!, Harlem Hasn't Scored All Night
Your Begging For Passwords To A Porno Site
BangBros, 8th Street Latinas, You Should Vanish Harlem
I Guess He Never Had A Girl In Spanish Harlem

You A Groupie Nigga, Slobbin The Knob
Guess What Guys, I Just Met Shane O Mac At My Job
Babble On, Till Your Teeth Frozen..
Your The Type To Lose A $50 Bet, And Not Pay, Like D. Omen

See Now It's Hard To Retreat
If You Moved To The Bronx , Why The F*** You Reppin Harlem, Heat?
I Went To Harlem But I Never Found Him
Your Having Nightmares While Your Day Dreaming, Like Your Listening To Sever's album

Your Mind's Stuck, In A Harlem World
Driving Upstate, Never Had A Harlem Girl
He Never Rhymes Over Battle Beats
Your Crossing Out The Lines In Your Notepad, Like 5 Strikes On Tally Sheets

He Can't Find A Girl Smarter And Pretty
Nigga, Ain't No Love In The Heart Of The City
This Battle Is One Sided, Let Me Make It Clearer
He Doesn't Have An Image, Like Vampires In A House Of Mirrors

If You Beggin For Change, Your Getting Slaughtered
I Wouldn't Buy A Single From You, With Four Quarters
All You Do Is Cheat And Brag
Your Mixtape Was Only Given One Star, Like The Puerto Rican Flag

you make posts, begging for votes
Try's To Say He Promotes, But The Score Isn't Meeting His Quotes
When You Perform And Your Palms Sweat
Everybody Leaves The Scene, Like A High School With A Bomb Threat

I'll Make Your Veins Snap From A Scratch
You Wish This Battle Was Fixed, Like Outcomes Of A Wrestling Match
When He's Displayed, You Can See That He's Gay
The Only Harlem Heat, We Got Respect For, Is Booker T & Stevie Ray

Your Not A Writer, A Lover But Not A Fighter
Under Pressure, Like Flammable Gas Inside A Lighter
But After One Flick Of The Switch
I Can Prove That This bi***, Skips More Than An Xbox Glitch

Your Manager Can't Manage When You Lack Conformance
So I Doubt You'll Be Rhyming At A Live Performance
You Need To Search For A New Supporter
You Couldn't Be Behind A Camera, Holding A Mic, Being A News Reporter

Your A Fake Clown
This f*** Couldn't Be Hard, If He Was A Pedophile At A Playground
Move, When I'm Spittin The Flames
I'll Take Him Out Of This Battle, Quicker Then Fat Kids In Dodgeball Games

Promoting Your Name, Nobodies Gonna Notice You Man
Like Titties On Jerry Springer, I'm Exposing You Fam
He Needs Weed To Relieve Tension
Harlem Heat Should Attempt To Eat The Media, Since You Starving For Attention