Last joint was weak. This week I bring the bars in/
The winners circle gonna be a no shank zone, and I'm the warden/
You want beef? what block he on ima let the 4 clap/
Prison scheme leavem washed up on a beach. That's how I shawshank
I'm a Led clapper. Square up. Right hook leavem dead after./
Neck snapper. Then get the buisiness with the left hand like Ned Flanders/
You in the ring with a beast. And I can see what you lack is heart/
you come off as dull tryna get your point across it ain't hard to see this shank ain't sharp/
I caught your last verse. All I can say.. That was Fucking lame.
You got served by a cashier.. Thank you come again/
Anytime you talk gully, I'm filled with nothing but doubt./
How can I take you serious when you spell like you still have a MySpace account.
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