yeah, still u lame ? is beef, im your heiness in the streets i can honestly comepete wit any nigga, feel the pain my odyssey discreets beat a nigga, steal his chains no diamonds in that piece i been chillin on yall for years now u hard? i got scars bigger than your individual carreers who the fuck is Denaun? he dont even write rhymes actin like you rhyme harder than who? the Kon Artist is you no you just spoken up and now the heats on you nigga you must be smokin' or jokin' slim got 50 and now its time for change shady records lookin like a broke down dollar, you gotta be ashamed and damn, you cant even stop it slim got 50 cent, the rest of you niggas change in his pocket dont you niggas see? he let you come and get twisted you dissin me? you niggas is unfinished business fuck is you niggas tryina be? on every other niggas nuts in the industry, you find and meet from busta rhymes, to jay-z, to nas, to me couldnt see me if them niggas wrote you a rhymes a piece niggas is hiding in the streets, lie for me its funny cuz they paint a picture like i be in tons of beef be out every night fightin, provin shit jealous ass niggas, i aint gotta prove shit that means you could die from the felt response fear my next move, like Eminem huggin on Elton John except yall playin carreer russian roulet there'll never be another d-12 album, whatchu bet who aint eatin? im a star nigga on my 4th deal im so full im feelin fatter than bizarre minus the shower cap and them dirty ass nikes minus the stud, minus the ugly ass wife yall dont know what it takes to win nigga ill spark witcha boss, we made each other show up late to the gym so i said that you niggas is whack that nigga asked me my opinion, its the truth, dont call me for that niggas step up to the turf, everybody think yall whack what... you gon' write a diss record to the earth? you niggas is gay statistics the whole world know who the broke ass group wit the radio hits is long as niggas is takin ya pictures you just dummies, you less money than slim spends on Hailie for Christmas i know slim sees the mistakes that he made treatin yall like dre treated hitman and lady Erade even them niggas is smarter than yall niggas the cloth that i wipe my fuckin gun down with is harder than yall ya hustle is over the rhyme bout is through i got ya coach on the sideline touchin his shoulders, time out! its over... its over...
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