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Eat a
Or at least eat a chip
Right after I on it
You of shit
your lies speaking lips
They should try pleading more often bitch
And to me as your awesomeness
You me and "so and so" are comparable
Then I look up "so and so" and terrible, you disgust me-
rappers fall the hell off the map
After just one listen I can off the bat
There never be a time that I have to rewind it
On some "what was that line shit
In fact I it
Rather the category I put them in
Fast forward that whack verse I'd hear the hook again
I would rate your skills low level
And your softness as at a pills-bury level
Me I have that gold medal
put me on a fricken podium
You're child's you nickelodeon
I'm to sprinkle sodium
All them wounds
Big wax EOM homie don't get
Shouldn't get your hopes up when you know gonna lose
You won't accomplish anything if you don't pay your
I'm
With all the shit charged to the game
The game should me a credit card in my name
No we aren't the same you are mother fucking ant
My catalog is Jack's stalk plant sized
I'm sick of ya'll saying ya'll spit
When ya'll shit sounds dog shit smells
Seriously it back and say your joking
When you rap everyone behind your back does masturbating motion
I worked hard for when ya'll half-assed it
Raise the white flag of fact half mast it
this rap shit that you hear is half plastic
The other human half is a lying ass
Fake like dentures
Writing their bios based on someone adventures
I be confusing the with the shit that I speak
Cause they don't know if its some shit should bleep
They're damn that's the fifth time this week
That I've a sheet
Of lyrics from this
On my desk for
To bleep or not to bleep is an excellent
These words have yet to receive Webster's
Spanish Webster is fucking with the gender
Only point I'm trying to make is them something to remember
Whether spitting on the or strumming on the fender
These get mixed up like cumming in a blender
Same goes for you lame trolls
I would recommend less riding and more jogging
You at your computer that's your super big gulp
little Debbie snacks and newtons full of fig pulp
I'm talking to you its sunny out it
That you purchased was like money down the toilet
Yo its funny how steroided your confidence
When the last you got laid hipsters were rocking big jeans
was in his teens
Variations of the man were popular routines
Little Nas was up in queens-- it ain't to tell
He was still busy watching the battle Gargamel
Fuck it I just keep rapping
Outside of the box like you used packing tape
Try again there's no time to
Just make sure the board you go back to is dry erase
That shit you sharpie gonna ever be sharper
Unless that magic marker is an magical marker
Even then it'd to have a good battery charger
Because I've been rapping Eric Clapton was back with the Yardbirds
I you the best of luck
If ya'll agree with me that rappers suck
Then make like a rake on the of a landscaping truck
And stand the up