You're the self proclaimed king but your rhymin's wack/
I just laughed so hard I gave my entire lineage heart attacks/
Your lines come across as weak--consistantly/
don't bother too much cuz that's the way that sh*ts supposed to be/
you don't come close to me/
I've noticed one thing from this Fenixpunk, in every line/
His sh*t ain't rapping dude it's basic nursery rhyme/
Throw in a multi or a funny punchline, perhaps then I'll call you a challenge till then you're just wasting my time/
your audience has flat laughlines from that wack sh*t he just spit in his last lines/
My rhyme is dope as f*ck- blasting punks like land mines/
Laid my ass to rest? that's funny sh*t/
i'm coming at you with some rusty siccors and I'll leave your chest split/
I'll say it again you can't rhyme complex and your style's weak/
you rap like a 14 year old geek tripping on 8 grams of tweak/
Fenix you don't make the grade, your rhymes don't cut it/
Every line I spit merely re-instates that I am dope as sh*t.
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