First off props to scripts n Emgee 4 keepin these Sections-Alive,
I aint Sweatin-Ya-Vibe, juss Dissectin-Ya-Pride.
Speaking hard but im not the one u wanna Go-Challenge,
instead of no hate, at the da bottom it shoulda said No-Talent.
Make dis Guy-Dread-Fights, Erase what this Shy-Sped-Writes,
Forget where My-Cred-Lies, Try-Head-Strikes,
To ya Dry-Head-Lice when i Apply-Lead-Pipes,
Cuz u couldnt "Be Down" if u were the TWI-Web-Site.
Get the Applause-And disrupt Ya-Thought-Span,
I dont even post that much and im still Da-Boss, Man.
Display AfterMath At-Ya-Rap, Laughter-Sat, as i Stabbed-Ya-Staff,
Cuz you dont Have-The-Craft, 2 create a timeless Paragraph.
Only so long a character can be Packin-Them-Nines,
While im allowed 2 be infinite by Stackin-Them-Rhymes,
The realest, I Fraction-Spines, with Masculin-Chimes,
Ya Lackin-Da-Lines 2 be Impactin-Minds, Dis Caption-Shines,
Noobs are Practicin-Crimes, videos only contain Fashion-N-Dimes,
Ya Acronym-Strives, as ya Rationin-Lies, im Trashin-Them-Vibes,
I'll be on the news sooner than angelinas capture by African-Tribes.
I Upbring-A-Hardship, to diffuse ya Smart-Chip,
Verses r never "Worn Out" like shorts in the Artic.
I'll Shatter-A-Witness, as i Gather-A-Hitlist,
Full of people wit atleast 1 of ya Characteristics.
I Descend-First, then Bend-Herbs, lift up Them-Skirts Then-Serve,
Nemesis, like NewYork in da call out section they banned da N-Word.
I'm Smashin-Ya-Urn, out Rappin-Da-Turn, Bitch Slappin-Ya-Firm,
Fans Askin-Tah-Learn, how im capable of Subtractin-Ya-Sperm,
Fuck ya LP, i'd rather pay the fees on library books i Havent-Returned.
Get in minds, make Few-Think, but most To-Shrink, deliver True-Ink,
Am I da Illest? every muthafucka says yes like when myspace asks if U-Drink.
You write Stuff-Sadly, burn trees Bitch slappin scruff McGruff-Badly,
Dont try and be hard tryna Strut-At-Me, cuz ill Rip ya verse Up-Gladly,
I Rip-Idols, Strip-Titles, and Flip-Cycles, like tributes by Puff-Daddy.
My lyrics ill Forever-See-Quoted, get respect from every Letter-We-Noted,
4 these lyrics i Better-Be-Loaded, or ill leave ya Chemistry-Folded,
Got death on my back, not 4 my lifestyle, but all da bulletins i Never-Reposted.
I Burn-Wit, Leave cats Murdered, So Reword-Shit, recognize how I-Earn-It,
Hoes at Shows I "Sex-M" like information displayed on My-Permit.
Show off Utter-Gun-Play, keep practicin death threats u'll be Gutter-One-Day,
Get in da industry till im larger than Jareds wardrobe b4 he Discovered-SubWay.
Reread this word for word until you Know-This-Joint,
Sick thoughts will make britney look like a saint at her Lowest-Point.
I'm the originator ya'll Hype-Bit-Shit, while i Write-Witt-Quick,
Deliver a Slight-Disk-Slip 4 not tryna hear a White-Kid-Spit,
But call me out ill have ya Eye covered with ice Like-Slick-Rick.
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