You ever see someone who roll with Mayweather, rhyme like Ricky Hatton Smash whatever you throw, 1000 is what I'm battin' Got a few hooks but no jabs Took 'em out your corndog books and notepads I get it, you Got Rich robbin' those in the industry Bite off this one, steal from your enemy Never try to play the hottest one out your camp He might step off and take half the juice from your amp Enough to make you Vogue on the cover of GQ Only missin' the sheer blouse. Homie, you see-through Stop sippin' on that Formula 50 They want heat, I'll give it to them burnt and crispy Rhymes too short to box with God, so stretch it Especially these overrated rap steppin fetchers I told you if I rain, there'll be an eternal drizzle Woodwork strips being chipped to charred chisel One verse shatter your spine and crush your spirit No matter what, you still Window Shop for lyrics If you's a pimp, put chicks on a stroll And if those your soldiers, give 'em bigger guns to gold Who Shot Ya? You don't have enough on your roster Move like a Fed, talk like a mobster That Yayo slangin, please abort it Too many cuts on it, cokeheads they won't snort it Spray the Flea-Unit with pesticides You can get your best ghostwriters. Get them all to testify Have you ever been stung by a thousand hornets? Five hundred killa bees, buzzin' and really on it Whipped with CUBAN LINX, cut with LIQUID SWORDS Choked by IRONMAN 'til we crush your vocal cords. You ain't nothin' but a pig in a blanket Hoghead, the ...
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