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Verse One (Dermo):
Word to infidelity, it’s war; serve birds on platinum platters
Slam y’all with haste that turns the Hamptons ‘to Afghanistan
Rip through you hypocrites like chicks with dicks
Letting devils split your cliques to score your biggest hit; you’re not legit, so quit
Like heated mama jokes; from the gut to windpipe
I erupt lava notes that lead to your grim life
You would’ve been tight, but y’all (are) lacking the balls in rap
Since y’all (are) never pausing the crap; now, it’s asses and jaws I’d tap
Get to specifics, (I’d) kick sonic ballistics
Y’all vomit diseased colons; that’s the only way y’all spit sick shit
Style’s cramped in padded rooms, putting stops to your flows and “bitchness”
‘Cause once my rhyming method turns ‘to a ferocious Blitzkrieg
Your rep’s in league with a sitcom named Christmas: CANCELLED!!!
I stand equipped with scripts iller than blue waffles
Supply the final nail to crucify you fake apostles
A major dick burning more pussies in houses than brothels

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Verse Two (Dermo):
Now, that bullshit, return it to sender
Y’all Jayson Blair niggaz jump in the cypher high-cappin’ ‘til y’all collapse like jive pretenders
My ex-women were worthier adversaries
And, fuck your punchlines, I kill with fighting libraries
Now, I could go as smooth as my speaker box, slam my lower love between many thighs
Or, straight slaughter clowns with Pennywise
End your run like Oprah for 25
In cages where plenty died with brains and pens for genocide
Forever hoodwinked by nincompoops from blogs
You’re no factor, to conquer your fears, go eat some raw cougar’s balls
Nasty how I’ll do you all ‘cause your crews are soft
Plus, you silly billies bust more blanks than neutered dogs
Unruly dunces lack tons of class
Pull your hoe cards fast; now, that’s a real blast from the past
We’ll scold ‘em, torch ‘em, crumble, and fold ‘em
For touching dynamites with no soul; claiming y’all got the mics, but I’m the one controlling

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