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Originally Posted by ill bill
tryna battle the beast but you just rattle my cage,
fuck talkin streets these *****z tattle to feds,
we could battle instead...
just check the technique, and expect the defeat,
no re-spect for me? I wont step on-ya feet,
Its no sweat to the best, you get checked like chess,
andf ya shit aint correct you get wrecked by vets,
and im so reck-less, like im whippin' just jets,
tell the kid get'em I mangle another victim,
flows just sickening, like I kill your brother and hang your mother with'em,
then bang your other sista, dont love-her its just pimpin
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I ain't tryna battle shit homie you stepped up to me, for this battle pay me a fee
I'm tired of wrecking MC'S that think they're great like frosted flakes
You sound like one of them foster fakes.. cmon brotha gimme a break
I got mad respect but you need to get in check, you ain't messin with a vet
You're messin with a king thats set, I got mad bills and my name written on checks
You say your flow is sickening but all I hear is bickering shut the fuck up I'll buy you a diamond ring
My flow will fuck you up like liquor and no homie you aint stick my sister
That was a draq queen and yeah... (s)he is a mister
The next time you see your mother.. just for me.. kiss her
And you homie... you can french kiss this clenched fist
East side the fuCC^ up ^^^