This took me a lil bit to do. I put some effort into it and would like some constructive feed, good or bad...Rate it outta 10 would be kool too.
Keep your distance bitch I’m on the Verge of Flippin
Pray to God its not on you but the Words I’m Rippin
Butter flies in ya stomach your insides Hurt now
You went the whole nine yards but fell short of the First Down
I’m the top predator that has never Tasted defeat
Your just another wack rapper that’s Wasted a beat
Got you scared Shit less you’ve never Been This Stressed
Sweat drippin down ya cheek like a dope fiend before his Piss Test
Why go back and forth with you when your Threats so Little
Your in a wack group and still playing Second Fiddle
Every pussy has a glass jaw and a Nose so Brittle
Right hook to the face I leave Those two Crippled
Sending subliminals this bitch knows the riddle
Now his hearts feelin disturbed apposed to tickled
I make every one of my opponents go out on limbs
So their arms cant be held together without the pins


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