have trouble with matchups as of late,bein dopes just a wish geek
ya couldn't even eat tic tac so how ya gonna spit fresh this week
u have to knw this is plaed man
bitching about battles on the down low, sold ya self out of a fly brand
this bitch is such hidden dick, kan swears he saw ya services in Thailand
current flip but just not harsh
fraze is loosing it's the blueprint if he try's a gun line bein mean
cause his verses only got that hitman style when it comes to fact that there never seen
very basic
contendership match was laughable, but it left his sex life scarred
cause when he seen them knicker lines, fraze just froze & failed to go hard
i suppose
when you scribe it's forced, while writtens is what Im blessed with
yo wordplay might have some muscle but you damage it with the way you over-stretch it
ancient bruh
yo girls a ugly slut, behind ya back she's fucked around with all ya crew
she hangs arounds the farm all day & the pig looks like she lives there too
much better. more like this
teach him class cus this sad fuck only bores me
but when it comes grading F, this dimwit would get that in all categories
simple but some creativity shown
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through the looking glass you see a queen… i see a g dressed in black,
cap backwards, no mad hatter… but i’ll make smirk disappear quicker than the cheshire cat...
okay opener
ya whole style is fabricated… we don’t believe your hood image…
pack it up, it’s been a good gimmick... but leaving is the only way you’re hearing ‘good writtens’
old concept done a lot
made you my bitch. for my convenience you will strut it like a model.
now what’s in store is me getting paid while these stupid bitches peel off scratch for lotto...
nice swagger to it, light tho
i bukkake sluts with areolas like hockey pucks, slizzered or sober,
quick to give ya chick a jizz makeover… and i’ll shoot a Lot in the face if that bitch come over,
that was whats up. more like it
i do my own dirty work… no need to send them boys after you
but after i drive by your crew and snipe you… i’ll hit reverse then send them boys after you
naaaaah man
think you can hang? if i you swing… it’s 3 foot high and rising in a maple grove,
but if you pause da noose… I’ll plug one or two and hit you like its the debut of de la soul
creative -- i didnt like it but props still
don’t wan’t see me angry. I keep a hammer. deadshot aim... stealth like tarantulas...
my iron sparks flames… but when I hit ya bitch... no shield, do i look like Captain America??
this was wack bro
fraze got it. liked his ideas better. fresher than lotto this week
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