Upsett

I'm about to rip up every single one of brett's lines

You double cup, leaned over to disrupt my rep right?

You fucked version of tech n9ne, dreamin that you could best mine

Try and test mine, grab a vest for these shot's fucker, dress right!

Take off the autistic tux and unwind, stop tracing over your punchlines

You lack all rhythm and enzymes, I'm surprised that you can stand upright

You say you wanted this beef? Chill! It's lunch time, you're bout to go to sleep

Like pre K on full tilt, too much lean with all that shitty vertigo you peep

I'm bout to hit and run your ass in front of the motor registry

You sound like you're trying to mimic some upper class phonetically

This is some perplexing levity I'm dropping lyrics like anvil asperities

You virgin mary! You just about match your horoscope bitch

Like looking down my sight's and watching my nine unload on some kids

Look around at this site, nobody here gives a shit about your child show

After you've heard this sound you'll be pacing back and forth to each line I wrote

Face it macklemore you're just a basic whore to this timeless flow