Here’s my 1st verse:
Joe Money, Yo funny wit all ur fantasy labels/
and yo rookie ass lyrics, man you could recreate Fable/
Unstable, I’m able to tell, might as well/
by the time that I’m done u’ll be roastin in hell/
I get Physical like Physicians, Invisible like Magicians/
wit Mystical Mic Traditions . . . so listen/
sit down, shut up, and pay attention
give the fact that you’re in school, maybe u’ll learn a little lesson/
Made up my label? I don’t even take offense to this diss/
cuz when I look up yours it said the s**t didn’t exist/
livin the dream? typin yo s**t up from school?/
If you so god damn rich, what the f**k u doin in school?!/
I’ll give you a hysterectomy disrespecting me/
wanna feel the full effect of me, hand a tech to me/
I’ll make you shiver and shake, quiver and quake/
and toss you in Michigan lake, for fishermans sake/
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