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Can't rap for shit, talking smack in this thread
Thinking you're a winner, just go to bed
I don't PM this or that, to find out where you hide
Don't need help from anyone, not even a guide
What the fuck is Reboman even supposed to mean?
Don't forget, I'm the dean in the CPT.
Maybe if they tried to understand me,
What should I do?
I had to feed my fuckin' family,
What else could I do?
They'll never take me alive
Cocked on these suckas with my four-five.
In my city, I'm a muthaphukkin' loc
Even though I'm broke
Thug Life is what I represent
I could tell by your first two lines that your verse was gonna be weak,
I may go to bed, but losers like you get put to sleep.
And you are the absolute furthest from the dean of Compton
If you tried to rep I bet you get your fuckin' face stomped in.
What gun's gonna be in your next verse? Desert Eagle or Ruger?
Maybe you're broke cause you keep buying guns you dumb loser.
You are NOT a thug, so just quit with the act.
And if you're gonna talk guns at least come sick with the raps.
Cause I swear to God, kid, that my bullets could make you holey,
I'll pull out my pistol quick and make you dip like guacamole
See I come with the punchlines and the wordplay ingenuity
If he can't think of good rhymes, the fuck you think this kid could do to me?
People come in here thinking you'll battle them but instead
Mods will come and ban me for fucking hijacking your thread
I stated in my last verse that those would be my last bars
But then I remembered I enjoyed making you look like a retard
EZ





