First off...I'm better man, Not one person here likes you
You couldn't come hard nigga if you were stickin' it to Ice Cube
I'll light you on fire then put it out with gas, Fuckin' rip you fast
I would split you with personals but this bitch don't have no past
I'm 34 & in my prime, My hooks will leave you inspired
I guess the older the worse yes? You're like fuckin' Ali ever since he retired
You're wack & that's a fact, So there's the reason why I lost interest fast
You can be dope I'll give you that, but lately nigga you've just been trash
Meanin' you're garbage...
You're the fill buster to my skill, & I'm an option to your nuclear carnage
Just give it up dude, Join my fan club & listen
Nigga you've been wantin' these bars like every time you dropped the soap in prison
Bad jokes & simple rhymes, That's what your style brings to mind
'Cause when & if we battle, It's just gonna be my mom or sister is your filler for lines
You would lose, Shut up & give me rep
Now sit back down, Learn from it & give respect.
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