damn shame, got spanked by PG and he didnt even lay hands on you. oh well..........PG's verse....
pg you gonna up your level in attempts at competition but your verse come off more like incompetent wishin the pomp of your conviction gets stomped by the simplest diction Slick n quick hits split ya sick wits like Moses split liquids Solo with no flow SoulBro poses like beats without the kicks I got all the kids confined to ya bombed mind Pappa got the custody papers ya mom signed insurrection catch infection like "love you long time" don't matter what punches your throw it be the wrong line at the wrong time Like two moves till checkmate and you pushin the Pawn Grind right? I L I L L With the knight then slide the bishop a lay ya tits up even before the fight Yeah got ya mitts cupped over ya bitch nuts and I haven't even gotten to the switch ups like how now Ima come kindly it's alright you ain't got shit you fighting blindly don't mind me I can't help but to destroy you it's how the universe designed me And you still in holding screaming at god "please come find me" sorry not now and no other time B You lost and gone forever like Clementine I chew MCs and spit gasoline you eat shit and puke lemon pine your hardest rhyme just plastercine this is reality it's time for you to get past your dream You built your whole foundation on a plaster beam now your house is bout to collapse Crapped out synapse caught ya a kindergarten relapse writing in bold caps with a crayon in a one-piece goof suit made of rayon LOL ah fuck it forget it son I throw my hands up go ahead and play on Your best rhymes couldn't even get the clothes off of Rae Dawn
"There is nothing more poetic, but depressing than a male writer" -yours truly