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there aint no savin meks, he came n checked so ima break his neck
i'll cave his chest, cuz this bitch is softer than a naked breast
kid is always talkin shit, n yet i aint impressed
he'd prolly make a bet that he's the greatest vet but that aint makin cents
or makin bread, dont plan on usin rap to pay the rent
if you wanna beef wit me, you betta bring some planes n jets
cuz you aint winnin wit words ya little verse is facin death
ima make a mess n leave the takeover to come n pay respects
you gettin shakes n sweats while im spittin this flow
we already seen from centersight that meks isnt a pro
n when you eva lost to pro, we all seen some funny shit
how the hell you lead a crew that you cant beat nobody in?
you cant think you gonna win, man you'll neva son me
ya style's ass like ya chin that looks like little butt cheeks
ya lunch meat, trust me, ur up shits creek
ima joinin the "i shit on meks club" this week
the members range from u.s. - all the way to the kongo
the roster's gotta list thats even longer than john holmes
wit guys like stryk 9, 10 fold, n k-jabs
to centersight, n pro, n now me, ya gay fag
you used to beg me to battle, dog i heard you cried n wept
you used to stalk me like a broad that i devirginized n left
even if you rhyme your best ya fuckin sytles weak dude
im like the only person left inside this site that hasnt beat you
you see through, ya wack flow gets smoked like marijuana
by a verse that took me a lil mo then half an hour
so stop talkin shit you lil wack imposta
my list of things to fix includes ya mom but not the battle roster
