[ill nik-A]

I’ve beat…
Kung, Resin & Butler so defeatin u isn’t impressin kids, trust me
crank up the excuse machine… till the pop out clown screams “stop it, Hensley is rusty!”
a fat boy beatin Coup & RB dudes doesn’t make ya look better
listen to ya gut… cuz ur natural instincts are takin cake battles to expand ya food network
haven’t faced anyone good in ages so u confused & hindered
u not only scared of this beat down… u watchin every one of my punches through ya fingers
u gettin that work cuz my job’s to kill & harm kids for fun
if surviving’s somethin’ u’ll manage… then disgruntled employees are lined up by ur car with a gun
bet u gettin murked & got cash if u wanna shake, bruh
stop tryin to pin ya hopes on a win… it’s not like ya thumb wrestlin tactics are gonna pay off
this mark is Drake soft & I’ma expose ya wack verse, J
ya punchlines don’t only just suck… it’s like they’re motor-boating on real bad wordplay
u think u got riders, but no one’s sweatin u nor ya shitty crew
every one’s votin for Dohpe… not cuz u are, we just want it to be legal in our city too
Username used to help u stay hot so let’s address it, queer
a breakdown this cold… shows there’s a huge stain of spilled antifreeze under ur text career