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Wanted a challenge, shit, ill beat you like you were a steak and i was the meat mallet

Your old and flavorless, aint gonna satisfy nobodies pallet your weak, and imma trash it

Take it to the back and hand feed ya to the trash cans maggots, the rest of ya i tagged and bagged it

Streamm thinks he can beat me? No. Shit aint gonna be that easy, boy you got greedy

I can go on murder spree's, drop disses that takes out a group of three completely with ease

For the hobo. This finna be a breeze, and right now, im as calm as a stream with no breeze

People have told me,"No, Don't drop a track on me, i may have name dropped but i aint got no beef"

I got people fearing me, i may troll but when it comes to tracks, i kill people like they was a mistake and i pressed delete

I got the mask on, but your messing with an elite, your so bad you getting beat by someone using a spongebob type beat

Theres no way in hell you could top me, everything about ya sloppy, ya face bouta fall flat on the concrete

Theres only 1 person losing this battle. Sure as hell aint me, thinking that then you must be crazier than me

Streamm. Quit now, just save yourself the embarrassment of getting shit on by a guy who living on the streets

Your skill dont got a peak, it was a mound, and it was already stepped over the first time you lost