You think u got game u think u the best rapper alive
do u want to get your raps heard well prove yourself in the new self proclaimed rap game. Anybody that wants to rap step up here
Ya’ll are going down like Mary J. Blige
My vocabularies live
I spit so much my salivary needs to re-energize
Every five seconds or more
Rhymes wreckin' your mind more than poisonous alien spores
Your brain absorbs, pain through pores
Scream so loud you strain your jaw till you stain your drawers
I bang more... famous whores than Hugh Hef
I’ll battle everybody until there’s only one crew left
And not one more
Ya’ll are feminine as pedicures
My metaphors are better than your competitors
I’ve got way more green acres than Ava Gabore
The MC that even player haters adore
I rock dated tours
When i drop hip hop heads raided the store
Cop four copies or more for sure
Undercover motherfucker, secret agent at your basement back door
Tryin' to kidnap your poor track for ransom
Handsome but hardcore
The James Bond in me is more Sean Connery than Roger Moore
Ap for self, rap stealth 'til I stack wealth
No need to pack gats, slap cats like black belts
I spit 'til the wax melts, (?) spin
Hackin' supercomputers until my box is trapped in
I cut factions to fractions when rappin' in action
So def I rock in close caption
So when you pass out and black out from battling'
Tap your friend on the shoulder and ask him what the fuck happened
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