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They say III just as nice as Holla and Verb But he don't get the prime props he probably deserve And that's highly absurd Boy that wouldn't make sense/cents if I had a dollar For every time somebody holla'd those words Word, that's why I'm upset, boy this battle gon’ be an upset Before you flew to the Lou' I briefed my crew like don't touch Rex But they said, "Fuck that he getting pile driven Body slammed and gut checked cause we buck Tecs" So you don't gotta be in a precinct to get your mug-shot for acting suspect Boy what next? You gon’ get snuffed Rex and ruff necked For claiming to be a tough vet You? A rookie bitch Mook write for you, you write for Shine Y'all be on that rookie shit Boy I will show your rap crew what this Mac do I'll let a shot sneeze at you (atchoo) And them pussies cause sick is something that you not But I flew/flu shots since y'all was playing III on some hookie shit But keep quiet, riot? Rex, don't you think that's kind dumb (condom) To get on some pussy shit? Dear Rex, (Durex) My Lifestyles raw dog, one Magnum will put a dick head in a hole Now what's coming/cuming out of them pussy lips? But see I did a background check You known for getting your background checked Be upfront and don't front You ain't checked a nigga in my background yet When the pressure's on is he gon’ back down? Yes I will close fist back hand your biggest rap fan But I ain't selfish nigga, you gon’ get smacked round next You hear that click clack, get used to that sound Rex I'm like a procrastinating pimp ever since I picked up this pistol I ain't put my Mac down yet But besides them over the head bars I just told this nigga Here go some real nigga bars that should expose this nigga You see I usually cross my T's, make sure I dotted my eyes But in this case all I gotta do is cross T cause Head Ice already dotted his eyes See I was thinking "How can I bring the bitch ass nigga out of Rex in the best way?" Then I saw you versus Conceited You explained the Head Ice altercation, but that was just gay Cause I logged on to www.youtube.com Pulled up a Rex blog and pressed play When I was battling DNA, Head Ice was knocking you out And you was on Youtube shouting him out the next day So look... I ain't buying none of that gangsta shit he sell y'all Ice threw a drink on you and told you pop off, he yelled "naw" That was right in front of Dot Mob or should I say Twat Mob The clique full of female frauds And I ain't saying you a bitch, but you be acting like a female, dawg Math Hoffa pistol whipped your partner, but your gang get goons involved How? When y'all laugh, joke and smile And Math be in the same fucking room as y'all See that's the difference between me and those thugs I gotta childhood friend named Odell that was murdered in cold blood My nigga Lil Rez got hit in the head with a chopper I cried tears at the wake like why they had to knock him My point, let either one of they killers be in the room I'm giving something proper For thinking it's all Gucci I'm letting that thing Flocka But them bars might offend you, see you the type to snitch Still get locked behind bars and let 'em pimp you Be a flunky for your bunky, iron drawls in a tank top resembled bra That's what you into