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This silly nigga thinks he wants to battle
thats real funny bruh
im beating this beat up with a paddle
Ill end your career before it can even start
how dare you step into my kingdom of art
bitch ass nigga ill pick you apart
your grandma, yeah shes dearly departed
after that line
you sorry you even started this
this diss comin out my ass like I farted this
you cant out do my bars
everytime I reach for the stars, I break a knuckle when I hit mars
imma out do you by far
I rap to cover up my scars
I didnt really wanna have to murder anyone today
but challenge me in my game, imma straight slay
Ill knock your socks off anyday
I been doin this for way to long
this is just a lil peice
my words steady goin in strong
step up to Rhoades, damn straight he'll prove you wrong
always talkin about bettering yourself
I hang your rap career up like a tool on the shelf
you shouldnt have even stepped up to the plate
im comin outta saint joe, missouri the state
your bars smelly like a lot like fish bait
you wanna take it back, nigga its to late
comin up against Nick Rhoades the great
Try to dethrone my fame
actin like you can postpone the game
im speakin my mind nigga
I aint insane
but this all came straight off my brain
You know who you remind me of dawg, slim jesus
im truly better, everyone sees this
this isnt an investagion, ion need a thesis
im rippin your ass to straight too peices
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
its been a minute since I spit a verse
but societies a demon, and I got cursed
im tryna get the words up outta my head
but theres a block, coming straight ahead
I go blank
but this time I wont stop
you got a problem, all pull up on your block
take your money, and all your quap
Im tryna feed the people that I starve with
we in a concrete jungle, their the ones who started
the spark inside my head
to stop hurtin, and rap instead
my brains got an infection, and its gonna spread
better thoughts for all people
even the ones with no retreivel
throw em under the steiple
we got meals for the criminals
but streets for indivduals
im just tryna get my resisuls
I dont know, im on a fuckin drake track
but the drinks, are goin back to back
yo goin back to back
nick came with a smack
I told you i coud rap now you know thats fact
You see Im hurtin, but you dont give a fuck
your a snake in the grass and Im a harmless duck
you say im wack, you say I cant rap
but look bro on mama man we can scrap
They claim that they a real street nigga
like gates bro, we get street witcha
claim all that
talkin all that
say pull up, but where yall at?

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