Ayo whattup yall its ya main nigga Big Tone aka Ironman Starks namsayin. Ayo the god tried to warn yalls namsayin. I told yall niggas the threat was real g. Ayo these little cushion niggas is violatin my gate son. These little teddy bear picnic havin niggas is steppin on the gods toes nahmean. The only things thats worse than these tender ass rap niggas is they delicate ass fans nahmean. Ayo somebody tell these stunod niggas to shut they mouths when they in the presence of greatness namsayin. Yalls dont like what a nigga sayin you aint gots to read the shit you sensitive rubber jewelry wearin niggas. Aint nobody draggin yall tenderhearted bitches over to where a nigga be enlightenin his disciples namsayin. Yalls aint built for this shit anyway. This for niggas wit scorpion blood n gorilla hearts nahmean. Yalls the types of pussy niggas that be gettin slapped cos niggas dont wanna be hittin yalls wit they fists n shit. Yalls aint no punch worthy niggas nahmean. Yalls aint worthy of no regular punches n shit. Namsayin. Word bond. Yall dont deserve no jabs or no upppercuts or hooks n shit. Yalls get those backhanded shits. Yalls aint worthy of no palms on ya face you jus be gettin those short backhanded slaps nahmean. Yalls gotta earn closed fists nahmean. N thats why you be lookin up to soft niggas. Cos yall can relate to that shit. You aint lookin up to no Wu niggas or no D-Block niggas or no Dipset niggas cos yalls is some marmalade niggas. But yo a nigga aint gon take ya comments away n shit. Yalls can cry bout that shit all day. A nigga dont give a 2 miniature fucks bout that shit namsayin. Yalls aint a niggas clientele like that. The god aint speakin to yall nahmnean. Yalls wasnt chosen for a reason son. Ayo matter fact Imma keep talkin bout those soft niggas that yalls is defendin like that anyway. Namsayin. Ayo yalls favorite rappers is goin S.A.M. on these beats nahmean. Word bond that nigga Aubrey jump on a beat n he go soft as a muthafucka ey single time son. The nigga on some Bruno Mars shit. N that snow nigga Asher he alright...a nigga aint wanna throw him off no mountain or nothin like that...but he got custard in his heart son. Ya nigga Charles Hamiltons a human speedbag son. The niggas a magnet for failin nahmean. The nigga fails more times before 9am than most people do in a year. Ya homeboy Wiz weighs less than a bag of groceries n his rhymes is ass cheeks son. Fuck outta here wit that. These moist little niggas aint worthy of a niggas disrespect. Thats why the god only be grazin these niggas. But yall soft nigga disciples gon try n build a fortress round these dudes cos thats jus what soft niggas do namsayin. Yalls gon hold up signs sayin leave that soft nigga alone while a real nigga jus gon handle that. Summa yall cant handle that truth...that yalls is lookin up to fairytale niggas like that. Cos yalls is cut from that same cloth nahmean. You aint cut from divine fabrics like that namsayin. Ayo let a nigga do his thing n stop worryin bout those niggas like that. Yalls is only embarrassin yaselves. But to my official niggas holdin me down n my a-grade broads that be appreciatin a nigga perspectives I got yalls. Keep these soft niggas away from you cos that shit gon spread like HIV in a minute. These soft niggas even breathe on you n you gon be spittin nursery rhymes over Lady Gaga joints and coppin Scions n shit. Yall gon be rockin rubber jewelry n fruit salad outfits n shit. Keep them the fuck back nahmean. The spa rap movement aint gon last forever fam. Hold ya head son. N my a-grade mamas dont let these niggas infiltrate yalls zones wit they covert tactics namsayin. Niggas is throwin on the same clothes as yall to get close n shit. They lambs in sheeps clothin namsayin. Repell them niggas yall.
Aight peace.
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