www.beatsrhymeslife.net/forum - 400th Jamestowne Anniversary Tournament.
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He saying he fire, see, im making em hide and leave,
Cuz when he called himself swag, he was aiming for irony,
I take it you try and beat these no namers and I can speak,
On their behalf,you fag you got the swag of a trampoline,
By the time he spits,
You’ll realize he got no lines or bits of humor, this is what my beef is,
This faggot just discovered what a rhyme scheme is,
I mean pardon brova, what a shitty rhyme scheme is,
You write a couple of them lines but not at my rate,
I can land a punch that can knock stuart scotts eyes straight,
no secret im nice with bars,so the second they decide you lost,
Go to your room and try to cry it off,
Matter of fact, get u some Tylenol,
And understand you should try harder,and I shouldn’t have tried as hard,
If i pull a cannon, its not a weapon yall bare,
naw i mean a cannon i stole from the rennaissance fair,
so lets set it all clear, when i engage the flow,
they say im like canibus in his prime,and you canibus like a day ago,