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Here we go, Round 2 just got a little easier heh, first redrum now his bitch buddy skinny v and uh
yea thats like a step down, man i see you fret now, only because youre finally up against a REAL vet child.
cause Killah Casino man he aint a legend nah!, way im cuttin this cry baby up call it C-Section yall
you'll need to speak more than just weapons dawg, when steppin to me i suggest you back off im like a wreckin ball
ready to smash whatever it is you build, you can get - redrum, entity, and your whole fuckin guild
doesnt matter youre done, you mother fuckers i kill, this aint a dis its a lesson, you need to study my skill
now watch as i murder this herb, and i ruin his hope, with the smash of this bar i turn this fuckin fruit to a pulp
said he took the block boys himself as a matter a fact, way to take the credit when rum n entity had your back
how sad is that? actin like a rabbit ina hat, like magic, faggot disapeers when he realized the level that his rap is at
ooooo what a tragic act, yeaaaa but i have the facts, and im basing off of that so take it and face it cat your wack
its no kept secret everyone can hear it bitch they know; cause when u start rappin it sounds like u clothes pinned your nose
whoa! and FYI, a tree with no leaves does make sense idiot, its called the dead of winter which im hitting ya wit
cause my flow is cold, got the fuckin style thats so ill,
wether free'd or written im spittin the sickest rediculous shit you know you feel
you cant lie bitch, cant hide this, step aside its- Yac and ive got to stop,
cause i already stomped your ass after the first fuckin bar i dropped
now watch the clock, cause youre time is up shortly,
even if i didnt wanna go to round 3, just by battling you bitch, man ya kinda forced me
keep tryin, cause no matter you cannot stop Yac, cause these thoughts are Goldminded we stay on yer head like yer bald spot
BITCH!