You Flunked - Casual

Verse One: 
Get a load of this MC  and that MC 
I guess the G does not posess the recipe 
You're stale men fell when 
inferior complexes of when John flexes 
vexes the  competition often stop and listen 
in all men men saught in  raw 
I bet your best to play to crave the savior 
Never let the sweat be seen against me fiending 
for an inkling when  the sin retreat 
before the score is scuffed  you flunk again 
I recommend that you step, or I deck your chin 
then I grin cause you slept, you kept your 
Face placed in the spot from, first to last 
Now listen up as Cas come burst that ass 
Basically, your crew stunk 
Here's your grade chump, you flunked 
Chorus: 
Like that and uh, MC's just flunked (4X) 
Verse Two: 
It's vital how I pull tricks up off my jock 
Sticks and stones breakbeats and bones 
make fleets of clones, drop 
Sway as I say an essay, will impress a critic 
Critic the way I bring a flow, get it 
I'm the dopest, admit it 
Regurgitate when you bit it 
Ex-Lax the skills of a poet that's the shit 
and he know it, I swat em seek em out, and close in- 
-tro blows internally damaging men pos-ing 
I suppose thin tracks are always wack 
It all pays back when you stays fat 
Like that and uh, like this and uh 
This man'll, show you how to flow, dope 
Simply stating my standpoint on the, spunk 
Basically, you flunked 
Chorus 
Chorus Two: 
Like that, the competition, they just flunked (4x) 
Verse Three: 
It's curtains, the way to adjust, must just be 
bearing with the tearing and ripping 
that I'm inflicting, from where the proper shit 
of my begin when, tricks lead your saliva 
is deep in my dick, cle