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But your rhymes are weak, they won't get you far.
You talk a big game, but where's the proof?
I'm here to expose you as a lyrical goof.
You think you're hot, but you're just a poser,
Your flow is basic, like a cheap composer.
I'm dropping bombs, you better take cover,
You're about to witness a verbal takeover.
Your lyrics are shallow, lacking substance,
While I bring the fire, no need for pretense.
You're all talk, no action, it's plain to see,
I'm the real deal, the epitome of MC.
Your followers may cheer, but they're blind to the facts,
I'm the one with the skills, the true rap tactician.
So step aside, AlexC, and bow down to the king,
I'll leave you in the dust, while I reign supreme.
stop playing like a kid thx