Mace to the face, u line molester...Flail in ur arms, like ur ride forget ya
Sword over ya head, I am clever...n the guillotine finish u, this guys mcgregor
Res n Hush half assed w/ u, Ur lone NBL champ is laughable.
I'm infallible, n U only shine over lackluster shit...I'ma wax the matte w/ u
Ur girls insatiable. Had her cuffed, knees at her ribs, thighs pinned
Got the bitch so wet, I hit her w/ the massage wand n the lights dimmed
Threatening King? Ur crew'll never back up that violent talk
n Tic ur a fucking square, so when ur corners missing thats a sign to stop
Vs.
Hope you believe in God, cuz when that metal pops my dude?
It’ll put a Hole in you so wide, Chimps’ll start throwin rocks at you
Textin forever & champed how many times? Don’t lie, you ain’t great
Should be easy to come up w/ a Ballpark Figure when ya body’s the same shape
And this Alias shit? That screeeeams faggot, just stop
You’re like the new Junto. Minus the quick wit, goon swag & accomps
Turn Purple when my blade dissect ya or my bat to ya face’ll wreck ya
‘N trust my goons’ll Jump you no matter the color like we playin Checkers
When I let off the Pound that's the sound of disaster
Shots leave you 6 under like Spieths 1st round at the Masters
Got it 5-4 in favor of tic. Cool battle
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