Lol wow, listen...
This is a…
smooth ride for me to the finals; my lines are clutch, coward
ya verses tryin to make an impact… but it’s just a fender bender durin rush hour
I’ma put ya tired rhymes to sleep & that won’t go so well
u swear that style’s here to stay… concepts & wording checking into a roach motel
I’m old school so pay attention as I insult u; just SIT & smile…
ur nursery drops are criss-cross apple sauce… while mine behead u Indian style
ur bitch is wild & since u cant make her cream, so I took her
U on her ass like True Religion… but that atheist bitch has the genes of a hooker
F a Trojan war! ya verses tend to fall off & get weak for real
the last ten done always hurt u… proving consistency is ur Achilles heal
ya forced lines get ridden; sayin u top tier’s a lie, u’re fibbin’
concepts are wearing thin… & only Miley Cyris thinks it’s ok for u to try & fit in
I word my shit perfectly so how are u gonna outflow me son
ya punches are hard to see land… they’re stuck in Water World with floaties on
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Grumpy old man.
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