Learn to go over what you rapping, the point of a battle is to project your thoughts
Skipped school for public battles, to see our local mc to spit on sidewalks//
Average techniques that leave you in disbelief stomp an gutted in your local streets
Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams
At the local arcade, puttin my dick in the ace of spades
To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes
15 years old im colder then the ice thats laced in the local night skating rink,
Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink
Ambition or nothing thought this would go away
Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,
And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for
Unfortunately,your rhymes are outdated like my local blockbuster.
From ten to nine, you do your business right, let me attend to mine
Workin' in the local blocks, sellin' goods n' sweets, for money for studio time//
As far as some know, this man's woe was just a local uncommon pun
And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen
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