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(Verse 1: Wade)
Wade's in the game, call me Wade the blade,
Slicing through these clowns, leaving egos decayed.
Lion's a manchild, always on the fucking prowl,
But his weak-ass rhymes make him wanna throw in the towel.
Tiger's clueless, a real dumbass breed,
Can't even spell "rap," what a fucking special need.

(Verse 2: Lion)
Lion's roaring, bringing the fucking fire,
Burning these punks, they're all gonna tire.
Wade thinks he's cool, but he's just a fucking facade,
His rhymes as shallow as a kiddie pool, goddamn.
Tiger's a mess, a total fucking disgrace,
Can't find his way out of a fucking paper chase.

(Verse 3: Tiger)
Tiger's in the zone, ready to fucking attack,
Ripping through foes, ain't no turning back.
Wade's a butter knife, Lion's just a purr in the night,
Achelois, you're a myth, and that's your only light.

(Verse 4: Achelois)
Achelois rising, from the ancient fucking past,
My rhymes are eternal, they'll fucking forever last.
Wade's blade's dull, can't fucking cut through my might,
Lion's roar? More like a fucking kitten's bite.
Tiger's clueless, lost in the goddamn fray,
In this battle of wits, you're just fucking prey.