Yo Virbius, Vibrius
That was a close miss
Your pen is dried up like fibrosis
You're just scaring the paper
This sparring is for your favor
I Got the green
If you hit the L you end G
I'm no light, wait
I be glowing violet
At last you will see
You are not tight an I'm a reality check
M.Bison, a major threat
You can throw hands?
I made my fighting debut
In a street fight or 2
What about you?
You’re Still yet to spit a Roo
So much for these pages of talk
You’re a mime
Hand gestures
The cousin of Spock,
What up ock?
Why you feeling so cocky?
Ran from your home,
When it became the land of the Akhi
You caught me on the wrong day
It’s Friday the 13th
My fucking birthday
Going crazy with the machete
Like I'm Tommy Vercetti
Blood everywhere
You get me?
Seen seen seen
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