[Round 1: Bender]
He brought clips to mags, I'm here to give him a year subscription
Shoulda told him this clearly isn't a wise career decision
Said when it comes to lyricism you and I's a mirror image
So, let's reflect on that and let these people hear the difference
Nah fuck that, salami boy, that's you
You a straight Humpty, I bet you study the dance moves
I'm guessing nine months before your mother had you
She was getting busy in that Burger King bathroom
I'm bagging him in two, if we ain't gambling for loot
We'll take a page from Lux, go battle on a roof
Loser has to jump, I'll hand the kid a noose
He can choose to snap his neck or get splattered on the stoop
I'm that, burning bush that Moses was sure that he saw in the desert
You that nerd with the pocket protector that turned to The Toxic Avenger
These haymakers'll do you a favor, take the rest of that face off ya'
We'll see more jaws dropping than on that leper colony you escaped off of
You got Ben' in a box? That's minute rice
You can't stop me, I'm, so sincere, you smoke and mirrors, this slang godly
ATM: bank on me
I told you I'm bomb got, Hank Shocklee's brain placed inside a motherfucking Krang body
Now I spent some time last week, thinkin' of ways to call you ugly
But this being 1080p, that's gonna do the job just lovely
When I heard you came from Greece, I thought to myself that's funny
'Cause you being from Greece, that's like me being from Hungary
And I'm hella feeling the Bay, Joe Cutter, Animal Planet, even Dan is a savage
These are some cats I'd actually rap with
So you send me a verse recording, I'd be happy to match it
If you weren't known for being a bitch on a track like Danica Patrick
You wanna collab, I'll need cake for that track Petey
You'd have to round up three K like a clan meeting
Look he must know no one's tryna book him for shows
He could try the kush and the blow, to try to cushion the blow
But since '09 you been shit, I can't co-sign you a bit
As far as I'm concerned, you got no right to exist
Maybe calling him a legend the whole time was a myth
'Cause that old climate has shifted been no shine for you since
Got a lowrider down there my bitch stole right down on Fifth
Sitting on a slope it could roll right down the strip
Wrap a clothesline 'round your wrist, so they're both tied to the shift
Have you ghost riding the whip while it goes right off the bridge
I think he get the message now
The second round I'll make him settle down like a wedding vow
Ayo Craig Mack wants his face back
You know what's fucked up? Wait
Day tattooed on a full Spawn mask, and you're still known as the Fresh Coast dude with a fucked-up face
Ain't that some shit
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