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Crack with whips, axe your lips, a lyrical activist
I’m back and pissed with magic shit attackin this
A mettle verbal slug turns this NJ thug into a pacifist
Your placid spits are no match for my massive hits

Fatal Murkin Body Jerkin I'mma Make This Shit Theatrical When I Kill HULK Behind The Curtin
Votes Certain The Only Way NJ Got Weight Over Me Is If He Carry Burdens

So I bust this pawn from dusk to dawn and wait to crush his song
And you will be seeing angels not cause the dust you on

Just for testing my thesis your aggression decreases
Rest in peace? Hell naw you’ll be restin in pieces

You crushed my FF play-off hopes
Now ima write your death like an actor on a day time soap

They keep calling out his Royalty from the State of Gardens
Saying you gonna kill me, beg your pardon?
Ran on your secondary like my name was Marvin
Bald head like Hagler, but I move like Harrison
Fake Mc's come in the lot, I straight embarrass em'
Head fakes elude massive hits, frustrate little Skillz while he throws erratic whiffs
To be king of the lot is your Christmas wish
But it says naughty next to your name on my list
So just like Mesi you'll have to learn a lot
You not on my "Level" yet to earn a title shot
You still 2-6, even with a win your just like the Chargers
Skillz can never own the lot, don't even bother
HULK will never be dethroned, so just stop testing me
I crushed more than your FF hopes, but aslo your thoughts of Lot supremacy.

Damn.. you came correct in rd.1 ..Hope you saved some.....

I spray in ways sickly, strictly sportin Gamma rays
Leaving the garden state wonder a corpe more spread out than mayonnaise

My pain amazes lips get clipped my verse is ripped
Born equipped, HULKS verse is like a slut born stripped
Torn n tripped my cutters close yah shut like shutters
You melt so easy I cant you believe you aint butter
I leave you under from my lumber, permanent slumber, while I`m ending words in "er" quick shout out to Uber
An actual natural wonder, like Everest to the Coral Reef im the top number
Even Ethiopians donate to help yah hunger, yah rhymes get banished
Yah lines famished…….so skinny they vanished

As I brandish fatal keys that fence in and stable frees
With able ease your flows slow like syrup from maple trees

Unmaskin your masquerades with a mass-of-raids leavin heads shaved
HULK more fake than cancer patients sportin dreads n braids

With my HollyWood jersey gold plated 84 snuck in the Lot window while you was busying bloting the door

Baby fro like Hearns Tommy-guns like a HitMan
I`m winning this round I just flipped your whole Hagler script and

I might be like Mesi young with the eye of the tiger
While you compaired to Holyfield not knowing when to retire

With a losing record you can't be the top number
I'm greater than The Eiffel Tower or Taj Mahal, so call me the Eighth Wonder
It will be nine times, you don't have nine lives
This may be your last and only chance, if your Everest I dash your hopes just like a avalanche
No need for chads or Uberworks voter enabling
Your oppurtunity to beat the HULK is all I see fading
Like a Mummer in womans clothing, you're the only one masquerading
Where's the lumber? Like a batter in the box, I'm calling "No stick!!"
Its Big Green Bunyan, I cut you down, call Timber real quick
No eye of the tiger, only eyes all swollen
When the final bell rings, the belt I'll still be holding
Just come in the Lot and teach littles haters
Call me the Ali of the Lot, cause I'm still the greatest

hulk wins.

Was that the end of the battle?

Yes you were on fire....Had to regroup and get you out of your zone....

that was a classic battle