Lyrics
kid made a call-out jus ta get a loss-quick
stand in front of me you still wouldnt stop-shit
im provin dat you not-sik every time you drop-spitz
often droppin hot-hits,.. im killin-these-kats
jus spillin-these-facts that are drillin-weak-fags
a win on my records cause ya dealin-me-stats
are ya feelin-these-raps?.. wouldnt give a fucc-less
i'll splatter your face, if this ever comes-text
leavin this son-left slept on like done-sex
if my lyrics run-best there often known to stun-vets
I always try-hoes easily win in five-posts
so if you plan to beat be betta show wit high-hopes
hard hittin disses aimed at D-Z-A
jus ta leave-weak-gays when I free-these-ways
gotta say that this battles was a eazy-sley!
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