U ho's have flashes of brilliance, i have continued lyrical resilience/
U write gibberish and gabage that in the end-don't make sense/
On my list of things to do-u marked "alredy done"/i only sh!t in ya direction cuz it's so much fun/
I am a paragon of power, i let u shine up my new shoes/u might screw up ya face, but still u never refuse/
U like to lose, obviously, so u called me out/U have no business trying to flex within this first-tier bout/
I take u through some gruesome scenes, like dali-salvador/with my blade at ya neck-u beg "please,'T, no more!"/
U penitentiary whore, u unbelievable bore, I come in giving u ho's ya next negative score/
U defeated before you even open ya mouth, since when do Canadian ho's rep the Dirty South?/what's that about?/
Ain't u figured out, your completely outmatched?/Stand in line, I throw a curve/don't even try to catch/on it's my
song and when u came in wrong/i saw ya pussies hangin' out/as sci removed ya thongs-i see ya other mouth/a set of
feminie lips/u let too many jump in and take a penile kiss/
U cats belong to a race of displaced, migrant ho-cees/Cultivating stupid lines-u need to get off ya knees/
Get a job that won't have u slobbin' dick for cash/Rap hoes always feel the RT backlash/
U outclassed, mismatched, completely detached trick-*** losers.

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