fuck this fagget, what he text plark imma "stretch, mark" like a fat bitch
cocky fucker, couldn't get rid of this body with coco butter, or magic
i'll have him, wrapped in plastic after barz damage him
clipping this fucker with a nine, leaving him with a spinning spine this buster's "arn, anderson"
have the carnage embarrass him, he's no comparison 
i wasn't gonna hit him with the "D.E? see em barz" were meant for a later date, (december)
but he sparked his own fate
cause when i "March in" and make him "leaaap??, yeahh it ain't feb 28"
he's crumbs off mums cooking i'm cleaning the plate
leave his stomach hanging out like long time mates
lines hit with the weight of a freight, 
with the connection of a lethal injection looking like i squashed a grape
see if you had this on lock? i just "broke, bars" and fucking escaped!!
ya'll be zipped right up like a hoody made from bape
i'm a text great, so don't even try to "compare a graph" i'll chop you to bits
and smack them pussy lips, but i ain't touching your bits
i got primary bars but it ain't lock down for kids
do the math? cause it ain't all G bruh? only thing you add up to, is being a bitch 
and i'm no fool i quit school cause even back then i was saying that a mark ain't shit!!! 
partnerships, i hold hands that will half this prick,
droppin you in a coughin,' cause you ain't half as sick
i got the bars, range, name flips that'll change your game quick like,
you once had a dick, stepped on a rock and broke your cock and now you have a clit
fuck battles, stick to riding camels, eating bits of broken bricks 
and smoking shit you hopeless prick, 
if i decided to really just put bars on you it'll be over quick
 cause i know jiujitsu that'll gensu this fuckin shitsu like a slick move from yoshumitsu
bitch you're from jinger right? and you're sweet so it's only right when i chop you tonight i serve this ginger sliced 
or julienne n diced, like vege on rice, a little bit of thyme and insults, for spice
you said you could beat? me well i'm chopping that tail/tale off like the farmers wife did to the mice
i got this battle in a lyrical vice so here's some advice
think twice cause next round, i'll make your heart burn like indigestion and break homes like i got no love and affection
there's no fucking question, i got the right lines to do it like school and detention 
so when it comes to the textin, imma put your bars to sleep... if they're not interestin!!!

VS BARCULES (SUPREMACY)

Gangsta Nation

GAWWWWD

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