This fuck misdirects rap,
It's his callin' & this trick
Only gets guests to clap,
The rest are callin' you bitch kid
I'm scaldin' with spits,
Your hardly legit & withdrawin' from hits
I don't spar when I rip,
When I come weak it means your swallowin' piss
Netcees is followin' this
Yeah mods I'm up & about,
So watch what the fuck ducts from ones mouth
I gracefully bow,
While half of y'all bend over & start clutchin' the couch
Every statement I make is cremation,
Cats keep askin' favors from me like some fuckin' Harlem base head
You should be askin' to be put in your place
Which is last,
& back on the wait list
I knew you was a faggot first time you asked if bitches had faces
Your hardly Witty,
Your bars are shitty & that's been said already
You'd have more of a flow if you squirted thru your pregnant titties
Let's face it,
An alias just means you can get punk'd via faceless deception
& that makes you soft as the Pope's fuckin' wasted erections
Who needs safety protection?
Nigga toy guns don't spark,
You bitches are stuck on the net here like tons of that carp.
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