battle77

You the type to stop looking while you hiding in the bushes watching your friend take a ass whooping

You say you do a lot of things you probably wouldn't

You Papa Doc's ain't hot enough to box with god, I steam hotter than crock pots on a stove top

You jocks is dickheads fascinated with the block

Nobody on your lot can disabled this clock, I'm a flying time bomb waiting to drop

You'll see the sun showers as soon as I explode and pop

I spit nasty fluids, don't ask me do it, the only time I give permission is if they blasting humans

You got to be stupid or at least without humor

If you think he won't fall in love with the style that I'm doing, he's a cheese cake, please wait!

What you heard about me was some he say she say

This is the truth, I'm sicker than you, I'm full blown aids, you just getting the flu, achoo!

I sneezed, I guess that's why they blessed me

All hard rights then here comes a lefty, you up against the ropes, say something for the folks

You got nothing but gas'd bars and those boring ass jokes

You need to quit it, you doing all that from a distance, this social distancing is my only resistance

So, don't act tough and stuff arguing with me

If you can't go bar for bar until the Doctors empty, you got to be kidding me

If I'm like Run, you got to be Diggy

I'll have a fat black dude with a stick figure on the side, like Puff and Biggie

Code slang for an assassin to attack him at point blank range

My aim game on fleek, my squeeze game the same, simultaneously, you'll see the flames

If you got gun bars cool, but make sure they don't sound lame

Them Thirty Eights, Nines, and Forty Five's sound good until they're up against your brain

Eww that's nasty as fuck, next time you see my battle, just past me up