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I spit lines from profound minds,

and build empires within the time it takes you to TRY and shine

I'm not blind - I see the falsity within this art we call poetry,

But what I spit is REALNESS,

just ask those who's close to me...

and those who don't know me - and hate me

Blow me

I'll shake you niggas off like Jigga

And leave you bouncin' like Tigger -

the real one with the suit on...

You remind me of that bitch in the club with the Loui Vitton boot on...

A war of words with me - homie, I don't think you want none...

I spit hott shit lil' bitch -

while the shit you kick is lukewarm

I've been quiet for too long

But now the Boi must be heard

I'm a 747 - compared to me you're a bird -

A filthy pigeon

You remind me of a preacher from a home made religion

You can take this personal if you want,

But to me this beef is business...

I'm just doing my job - trying to meet my quota

My poetry style is Por-che,

and what you say is Corolla...

You're Pepsi in this test taste - have fun while you're young,

But I'm a classic like coca-cola

Just surrender - you're a pretender

Your rhyme style is beginner

You fuckin smurf...

I'll eat you for dinner -

I even got homecourt advantage on "your" turf...

You're too small for words,

So I'mma just silence my tongue...

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Tha Prodigal One...