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I'm here just proving, there's a veteran spewing,
No matter what the status I'm holding, when doing my music;
There's no refusing, when I'm choosing, to do the shit that I'm doing,
You're losing, at every aspect of rapping when instrumentals are fusing,
With the vocals I'm puking, all over this stupid
And wack kid that I'm abusing, with the words that I'm chewing.
[I spit a fluid, so illusive,] you're afraid to see,
What I'm gonna to do a track, when I put my voice to beats,
And you've got reason to be, 'cause when you see this emcee,
It seems to me, the first thought crossing you mind, is "Can he eat...
[...another rapper, like me?"] Of course, you silly cunt...
Nick Hatt isn't big enough, to handle what the fuck I tuck,
...underneath my tongue, and, I'll continue moving up,
Until every RM artist, places me at Number One
[The words, I'm spinning, spun, webs around this kid; he's done]
I'm running laps around him, and he's choking, cause he's breathing dust
There's no way that he can touch, anything I'm spitting son
And Nick's taking it all in, like prostitutes swal-lowing cum
I checked out your myspace display, what I noticed was pretty gay
Alot of people posted comments, then went on to erase their page,
All your pictures looked the same, blurry image altering,
Even enviied_shortii admitted she's fucking lame, what I really can't explain,
Did you photoshop all of the pictures in your page, just to cover up your silly face
Then I guess I found out, A, why you called yourself "a game"
Cause you're looking less then threatening, puckering your lips that way
The only thing I'm finding humorous about you, is who produced your tracks,
Found a way, to tell everyone that, you even think your wack,
Thought I'd miss, the engineers you picked to make the beats you had
First, he was too "Hard Headed" to admit, he knew just what he lacked,
[It was too hard of an act] He simply couldn't face the facts
Mentioning rocks, fire starters, your right hand, and yes, crack
Cause he's flying-high (Hi-Fly), inhaling Karosene to get him by
He started to mellow (Mellow Madness) out, killed the entertainment why?
So you can try to hide the messages within your lines?
Subliminally, I, think you cry out in all your rhymes] Titling your songs, "Never Leave Me" and "My Life"
[I don't even think that I] have to carry on, you came at me completely wrong,
I'm leaving you stuck with one song, Week 1, will be the only time you've done.
