Enough of all that, let's switch up the format,
And talk some more trash, I'm getting bored fast
Ain't gonna talk gats, just [bad word] 
Man-to-man full contact, on the floor mat,
Your weak blows are all deflectable,
I'll go toe-to-toe with you, at your own dojo,
Want none of you bozos at my show,
with some silly hoe shakin' her [bad word] up in my video
I didn't kick flows in the cold until my lips froze,
So folk can always tell me how my [bad word] goes
I grab a pencil like it's a pistol
But this way it isn't problem if it hits you

 [bad word] 
You won't see what you want from me,
So [bad word] to me with "what's it all mean?" cause'
It don't mean a thing
Your lies is all I despise,
Been fightin' guys like you all my life and
They don't mean a thing.

My best [bad word] ain't even on my set list,
Cus half the listeners can't even get this,
So what! you sold records, you ain't respected,
It went too far and tried too hard to be accepted,
This can never be a thing of jealousy,
Just don't be tellin' me to check the melody,
I got the better beats, got the better rhymes,
I made sure I bettered mine ahead of time
So what's up kid? Your big head's been busted,
Don't get disgusted, I'm just servin' justice.

 [bad word] 

So don't attempt, to beg for my pardon,
Cause' I'll keep talkin' til' my arteries harden,
I've takin' losses, told off some bosses,
Sick of all them jobs that all make me nauseous,
It ain't worth it, workin' for your purpose,
For cash I'm hurtin', future's uncertain,
So I keep searching, livin' and learnin',
Earnest to earn everything I'm deservin'
If I can't be on the stage with my band jammin',
I'll be standin' on the street corner panhandlin'!

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