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You seen someone who roll
With Mayweather, rhyme Ricky Hatton
Smash whatever you throw, a thousand is what I'm
Got a few hooks no jabs
Took 'em out ya corndog books and

I get it, you got robbin' those in the industry
Bite off this one, steal your enemy
Never try to the hottest one out ya camp
He might step off and take half the from ya amp

Enough to make ya Vogue on that of GQ
missin' the sheer blouse, homey, you see through
Stop sippin' on Formula 50
They heat? I give it to 'em, burnt and crispy

Rhymes too short to box God, so stretch it
these over-rated raps, step to fetch it
I told you if I rain, there'll be an drizzle
Woodwork strips bein' from sharp chizzles

One verse shatter your spine and crush your
No matter what, you still window for lyrics
If you was a pimp, put tricks on the
And if were soldiers, give 'em bigger guns to hold

Who shot ya? You don't have enough on your
You move like a fed, but you like a mobster
That yayo you slingin', abort it
Too many cuts on it, cokeheads, they snort it

I spray the Flea Unit pesticides, and you can get
best ghost writers, get 'em all to testify
Have you ever been stung by a thousand
Five hundred Killa Beez, and really on it

Whipped with Linx, and cut with Liquid Swords
Choked by Ironmen we crush your vocal chords
You ain't but a pig in the blanket
Hog head, the deadliest food at the

All rap crap, that's trapped in your colon
Only means, get rid of the wack you holdin'
Sweet tooth dudes stay out the candy
You ain't gotta handcuff 'em to see the drop

A few cats is for a rat with cheese
Got somethin' to pitch, all swing a bat with ease
Get your ankles broke, while your two-step
Leave a thank you note, for the crutches the Wu

ProActive rap, you know put drug in the cream
You hallucinate and see Kanye in dream
And yo, I don't dust, I dust off Smokey and the Bandits
With the stroke off the canvas

I walk on gators and lizards, raise the lynx
That was killed for your minks, you be in blizzards
Wanna be cop, 'til you to D-Block
And get entranced for us, spread your wings like

I was an MC when you was in
On a world tour, you was gettin' guts filled
Ten years MC'ing, but I like I'm twenty-one
from Medina, with the mass of many suns
The supernova, off gamma ray bursts
And I'll finish this, only 'cause I let off first, up