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Stricc Your style shows you may have some rabies
and stay laughing crazy Damn, I must have you more shook than brain
damaged babies See he calms with cigarettes, takes a drag
then he spits Not the first time he's had the butt of a
*** on his lips If you think he's got a nice groom, you must
mean his husband Cause it looks like he broke in after the
trailer park flooded
Props big man, that wife *** is a nice feature
I guess that t-shirt from last round is still at the dry cleaner
I changed my name months ago so it's awfully odd
You're one of the few people still callin me god
That religious act is so sad to see again You musta ran out of material like bad comedians
If you had common sense, you'd attacked my accomplishments
I couldn't rebuttal, so that shoulda backed up your confidence
I was gonna invade privacy, get personal like a diary
Till I realized you're about as versatile as some binary
Far as I can tell, battle raps all you do so I'll follow suit
And fabricate facts about you and then call it true
*sarcastic voice* Like I heard stricc was a word smith and an excellent rapper
An eloquent pastor, with the testament's valor Who crafts verse like masters in an elegant
manner..... *laughs* Nah, see lying in your verse doesn't
give you that relevant factor You're a fish on land, out of your element
*** No one *** with you and that celibate swagger
I'll leave such harsh mental scars you'll need a therapist after
When I hit rapid and you break down like delicate rafters
Watch him shrink to this heat like a warm day snowman
Then two-to his chest like a confused ballet program
I'm not checking headlines when I grab a new magazine
And start pumpin this fool like a empty tank of gasoline
Keep talkin about what yew wood do like fictional forests
When you 'barely make it around' like minimal orbits
You'll be 'asking how you got sonned' like quizzical orphans
Then I'll cover you in shells like the typical tortoise
That'll have you like a golf course in rain, visually porous
And leave you holding bits of yourself like digital portraits
If that fails, I still gotta chase paper like criminal warrants
I'll use 'rhetorik to sway votes' like political forces
Competition is slim bro, no doubt I'mma gain some cash
So if you wanna 'win dough' you best buy a plane of glass