Gutawafang VS RealSickLindley
RealSickLindley:
When ya read my shit, feelin' sick like drinking booze before ya hurl,
No clit? Saw ya Sig and Avi and thought "Fuck, I can't lose to a girl!",
BEAUTY in ya sig, but it's me winning pretty, with you i'll be ruthless,
Cos I take "fang" out of Lion City, ya try biting, but you're toothless,
Ya style belittled, ya confidence rippled, past tight, fake feel scared,
Lyrically crippled, ass hasn't got so much hype since Drakes Wheelchair,
So far holding merits, but he aint tough, ya know this queer is a lie,
This bar's the rolling credits..
I'll make sure you have a tear in ya eye.. http://twitter.com/gutawafang
Gutawafang:
Real sick Lindley, I doubt you even seen me
With my invisibilty there's no pain that you could shin me
Conflict me, like you claim so sickly
No damage to inflict me, no punches to prick me
You standing opposite, you agree but oppose it
Lines you be crossing it, this rhyme's deposit
I'm iller than any name is, pointing out how it's aimless
You entered this but it's already game-less, with my insane verse
