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Lyrics
I gotta battle a kid and I’mma trample his ribs
And plot points of how he sucks upon a gradual grid
This rapping of his, is really never lacking a skid
It got more accidents, than cops lagging a bridge
I’m passing you up, right after gashing you up
And you can tell I ate him up from off the fatter I get
I happen to sweat, some particles from after the neck
I’m grabbing ya next, then carry on like packing a pet
To round two, I drown you so if you thinking you on
Then I’mma smack in the head until ya thinking is gone
In other words, dream on, or I’mma pop ya dream
Or I’mma turn the kettle off so I can stop ya steam
Cause now it seems, you seem to think that you winning
But you fibbing, so basically…you isn’t…
On the level I’m on, ya frozen in time
To the point ya stay still when all the flow combines
I know my lines, it’s sort of like déjà vu
What you say I once said what’s now said by you
So now I’m battling myself, let the fun begin
Cause it’s me against me, so I think I’ll win
