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Usin Noneedz as my bate, and he knows theres trouble waiting
After I take out the other two bitches like I was double dating
Everyone sayin I got a small shot at best
But Im takin this finals like I was robbing high school tests
Now confess to us Ron you know you aint fat
instead of drinkin from the fountain of knowledge, he gargled and spat
Ron actually believes he is what he eats, thats a fact
Well that explains to us all why he really thinks hes a Big Mac
You aint Jack, yur putrid music is shit
Sure yur got commercial Clown but yur far from being IT
Im sick, wanna give it a go then count to three
But how can you Wage War when your broke than Jermaine Dupree
You Ruin styles spittin like the Fast and the furious
But ya always stumble so ya flow is more like the Slow and the curios
Searchin fa words good things come to those who wait
But with all the shit Ron crams in his verse we can tell he aint patient
Waitin for voters to feel there 6th sence creep on
Cuz Aside from me they'll be hearin from 3 dead people
Feable minded piece of shit, Why are you here to speak
RM isnt schedueled for a finals for at least a couple weeks
Money troubles got him eatin macaroni and Grease Fat
So Mad hes not makin cheese we gotta holla Easy Mac
Put in last by the mass Media Hows it feal
Ironic how Im glad about eating Rownald and its called a Happy Meal
Im bein real when I call this fake Chuckie a bitch
Wouldnt be spittin image if ya spat on yur pic and put it next to his
Shit Cant behave enoughs enough
Hes so bitchmade we should confiscate his privalages to Piss standing up
And everything he spits is rushed, Man how does he do it
No wonder when he writes a verse there absolutely nuthin too it
Onto Boot like Pacino Kick it off with Hoo Ahh
Becuz John keeps his Dick inside of dirt more than Roots are
And so far Ive seen people ride this bitch
And ya Boots got punches out the Ass, Go figure there all shit
Ya nitwit I aim to get under this kids skin
So Im pissin on boot like I urinate straight into the wind
Ya flow is bogus, you'll never make it beyond Zo
Even if he broke up his lines it would never get John Doe
Punk Hoe is hittin Rock bottom
Sure hes got balls, they might be mine bouncin of his chin but hes still got em
at least sound educated with the verse you post
Use yur Brain, a boner doesnt count as personal Growth
Know Ima scar ya fa life, cant go out in the public
20 years from now you'll back on this day, then change the subject
And Ima love it plus ya claim you come harder
Says hes the best at having sex now all he needs a partner
but if the ugliest man won, I woulda been died
Cuz with all the craters on Johns Face hes winnin this by a landslide
All about Rhymes, for you yur spits gotta be quicker
Cuz we've been searchin for Johns delivery longer than Bobby Fisher
no Need to smoke weed when Boots in the Lot
Cuz the way Im standin on John Im always feelin High on Pot
Believe it or not when I call em dog I get a Remark
Most wouldnt take it literally but his Mothers got a loud bark
Thats part Dumb and genes were genetically passed below
but he swears hes not stupid just possesed by a retarded ghost
boastin about the chance of you leavin us gray today
Thinks hes got Street Credit cuz he had Volume 2 on Lay Away
Maybe if Coat ya throat with Preparation H
Yur voice box will shrink down and become little less irritating
Now for Noneedz, I now the truth behind all his talkin
He jumped into the gene pool when the Life gaurd wasnt watching
And Im tryin to explain yur actual worth
Folks are more excited to hear your adlibs than yur actual verse
Cue the Herse, Im greetin this kid with Death first pass
Im a problem he cant deal with So why not give Suicide a chance
You like Micheal Jackson and K-Mart if they ever cross
Making sure you always have Little boys pants half off
Exhausted old rhymes need ta be toed on a gurnie
a Thought crossed yur mind? Musta been a lonel
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