This cat is light. Once I’m invested, peasant, the strap ignites…
So fk ur plight. This cap? it’ll gain brain fragments n tax ur life.
Ur wack n hype. I hate ur type. See this tune up im merking possees…
If this match is a warm up, it’s cuz u n ur squad provided the burning bodies.
I’m too legit. Ur beneath me, EASY. Bow down, it’s fitting bitch…
To me ur just a slave, Master. It’s just ironic cuz this battle ur getting whipped.
This kid? He’s worthless. We laugh at all his flimsy curses…
If this simp is pulling punches, we’re hoping it’s out of those wimpy verses.
This turds tinder. He’s out his element n about to get burned quicker…
Bro Im tossin Rock all over the place w/ these hands like an Earth Bender.
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