Sometimes fear ain't the one to blame,
for the way you react, embarrassment, shame.
You just can't handle the fact,
that I'll win the game.
So shut up, listen to the words and wonder
Just watch your back,
I'm gonna rap you six feet under.
You'll get beaten on your own turf,
fair and squire.
Such a fool, thinking that your type was rare.
But you forgot, the rhythm and the rhyme,
have always been a skill of mine.
You can't bend, the rules made for playing.
A big mouth, but do you mean what your saying?
Said you’d bring me down, make fall on my face.
But when it all comes together,
will you fight for first place?
I see the lack of knowledge,
It's written' in your eyes.
Now I'm sure of it, for you failure's no surprise.
You made a mistake,
thought I'd go down fast.
But I'm the one still standing,
looks who’s laughing last!
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