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By Forest GreenPublished 3 months ago • 1 min read

step back, let the record show I’m acid

I walk in the venue, I put you in a casket,

Your whole career’s trash, yeah, you belong in a basket,

I spit that toxic waste, man, your lungs gonna collapse it

Okay, let’s run it back, I’ll play nice, I’m legit,

You’re a broke-ass fraud, yeah, I said it, you’re a static

And your mama raised a clown, you a goofy-ass misfit,

I’ll empty out the clip and leave your reputation ripped

You want a clean fight? Fine. Here’s a gentle tap

You look like a thumb with ears, dog, you’re wacker than crack

And your bank account is drier than a desert in the map,

I’ll sue you for the trauma of your embarrassing rap

Whatever, fuck the contract, I’m finishing the set,

You’re the ugliest mistake that your parents ever met,

I’ll expose your secret debts and the crypto that you can’t bet

You’re a walking, talking L that the universe upset

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Forest Green

Hi. I am a writer with some years of experiences, although I am still working out the progress in my work. I make different types of stories that I hope many will enjoy.

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    Written by Forest Green