hit n run motherfuckers!!!!!!!!!!!!! 2 o~o quad!!!!!!!!
battles are only fair~in~height/not fare~n~heit/my hot rhymes will burn you on the mic/
force feed what i write/so when u copy bite/they irritate the olsors in your appetite//
punchlines slap/ you coherent/ my raps/ just bring out the apparent/
dissing is something they cant afford/
if you think your producer's better then my parents/
then there was a mix up in the ferternity ward//
i prove the pen is mightier then the sword/when i resighte war/
leave your brain tore/for your cerebro chord/not just in lyrical/ but physical/ my rhyme is more/ then metaphors//you better then me? then u woke/i provoke/ beaf with words spoke/freestyles get me paid by the qoute/
so line for line i'll leave u as broke/ as a jow torrey joke//
rap lames/yall some dumb fucks/with numb nuck/from beating of to my name/
dick riders!!!!/ since most of you suck/ then im beating you with head games//
help u picture defeat while i rip your jeleton/ from your skeleton/ frame/
make beaf welington/with sharp rhymes endoarsed by remmington/i put up DUKES like john wayne//
rain on your parade with acidic/ liquid/spit it/sripted/ depicted/
discriptive with people screaming son you ripped it//
nah kid /even on adlibs/ im what your not/you flow as masculine as chico debarge is/
taking shots/ at you got/ me facing attempted murder and milicious wunding charges//
leave u accounting for lossess/like the irs filling for bankruptcy/
say you spit shit ur with flows that's second hand to clone me/
u rank~fuck~wannabe......im cheritable enough to rate your skills as welfare dirt/ pay/
cause you so gay/you probaly got a resimae/ to say/ you did work/ around the way/
you rep a street/ your not from but/ ur mom is... its true/
thats where 50 dollars helped your dad skeet/a cheap nut/that left her pregneant with you//
u pussies make mics out of tampons/and talk like bitches when the beaf is on/
come on!!!!!my bars~drop~napalm/like a yaeger bomb//
dissing HIT N RUN/ your fucken yourself so that's like going stag/ to your prom/
rap fags/ get done/ fucked by strait puns/intended/ if they offended/ your moms//
shall i brag on/cause i barely started/this is me without rehearsen/
the cocky arrogant quif my mother farted/ im better then u even in third person.
you claim ur rap weight but only a~line~is~dope/wanna reach my level meet face to face through a colidoscope//
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