Sunny ain't got no shine, i'll boss this foe, he lost at sohh
Many times, got many lines but they're nothin, i'll squash his fro
Toss some flow, cross this ho, nail thru wrists like i sail thru this
He pales and sh!ts, i'm executive level: he's just maleroom b!tch
Bales from switch, yelps 'hay! stop whuppin!', that's the last straw
Vast law overrules objections , and lame protections of glass jaws
My past draws lessons in present skills, he ain't gifted, luck frowns
Ain't winter but when i spit ice cold, Eyes rolled: made him duck down
You're stuck, clown.. my fists are krazy, glued your nose to your chin
The blows will begin to rain and pain, you punch too slow for the win
You know that you sinned, your confession's stressin weak rhymin
You keep dying as i'm blastin, last thing you see --> me climbing
This elimination round, my winning nature found him too synthetic
You'll regret it, i'll rupture you, bank on this: record's left in debit
I take credits when show's over cast you to hell with no extra lives
You rep no sets, i lift your text... you too light to give me exercise
You ain't built to last, my shine's too hot for herbs, it wilts you fast
Spilled your trash, i'm glad to bag wins, dump verse and kill your raps
Your will i tap, as i Keep Ending Game, my lines heat sending pain
Run for your Life not wins... your rhyme from start to weak ending? lame
aight good luck peace
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