But im taking a dump on ur little beef punk
A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust
Playing field ain't levelling the lane
Shame, people dreaming of fame, it's lame
Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics
Im rising to fame taking all these joker tips,
Baby, you know who you are
Luke im not ur father
Im sensing the scent of a verse, ur cerebellums emitting a tenth of my words
Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs
Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket
N ur bars shit!,so little brat quit!,,im up 2 slash ur ass with ma insights spit!,
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