Everybody put three fingers in the air
Loss of a battle is some pain for a loser to bare,
This bag is from seattle
This is my first rap battle
Ill tie yo little ass to the pool table and shoot the cube ball to yo adams apple
But i think your just hungry for a bit of food, you got a better chance at winning this battle
Why do u wanna battle,
She all that i can handle
If you're gonna come to battle,
Don’t wanna have me then somebody will
After this battle i’ll put you out of your misery,
Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see
Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and
If i win this battle it wont be a fuckin accomplishment,but a source of acknowledgment,
That’s only if they handle
Fuck the rules of this battle,
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