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Ayo, this right here goes out to....

 

The one that lacks flow in whatever is said/

his bars are like old phones - the lines are dead/

telling people he's gifted cuz he doesn't wanna get messed with/

tries to spit freely but fails miserably/

so let this young cub teach you a lesson/

won't call it a speech, just a long session with a question/

to a peasant who acts like he's big/

yo, the dude was rejected at getting his first gig/

lost so many battles to people like me/

and you lost to Young Menace - look out for round three/

everyone is a hero while you remain a villain/

as your raps pass away, ours will be living/

we have the opportunity - the chance as we take a stand/

spitting gold with the mic in our hand/

allowed to say what we want even if the beat starts to remain silent/

yet you need a licence with a bit of lyrical guidance/

raps in camouflage while yours become sabotaged/

and I wouldn't even be shocked - now I'm gonna let YoungM finish

you off/