Vasteel wins.
Ya'll TNL cats think you've got what it takes
Tossing out swear words and fag jokes but you're all a bunch of fakes
It doesn't take much to cuss like a sailor
Ya'll better go see yourselves a rhyme tailor
To add some words to your vocabularies
So that you don't sound like such blatant whities
Throwing the same old-cliched, overused catch phrase
About stacking chips and driving whips like they say nowadays
About how haters can suck your stuff, callin' 'em gays
Lacking any imagination whatsoever like 50 Cent proteges
You should take your whack lyrics back to the lab
Consult a dictionary, a thesaurus, then we can rap
Until you can put down some words that insult
Without resorting to verbal garbage and unintelligent tumult
I've got this game locked down, tied up and I always win
Like the Bulls back when they had Michael Jordan
Until Rocca gets in here
Then we all caught by the ears


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