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Suck my dick, you fuckin dip shit
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suck your dick, you mean your clit
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fuckin chicks who star in porno flicks
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they lick the tip, start chuggin it
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Your shitty rhymes need to really commit
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go home dig out ya masterbation kit
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before you start throwin a muthafuckin fit
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can't fit between bars...you don't fit
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counting gold bars, this muthafucka has S.A.R.S.
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is that an acronym, its over par
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talkin shit bout me, muthafucka it's WAR!
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I PUNCH, SPINES - I TAKE OUT, PUNCHLINES
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at crunch time, dont fake out, whine
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That time dont cry, bust a rhyme
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2pac 'n' nas are shit they can't rap
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*carrying on from miced out*
but to write well, u need time |
get off RB, this site is mine
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Since when did pigs learn to fly?
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*finishing off 1st rhyme cuz you didnt*
the cops cant convict my lyrical crimes:: *flowing with kgm * same time you got dick in the eye::: |
fuck kgm, we'll stay with the other flow
...so the f.b.i. convicts me for rhymes |
*Fuck this imm astart another everyone follow it"
Thinkin you pop verses, naw only cherries |
i fuck mad virgens, while eatin berries/
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couples all around everyone is getting married//
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^YOUR dead body is off being carried/
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yea bitch its buried in tha cemetery:
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...got dug up, taken to the creamatory/
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bodys burned then the story gets gory
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yo, that's the end of the story/
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fuck that i want more the glory
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well...u better finish tellin the story
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best emcee, me , none come before me
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i do, i'll kill you very slowly
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your phonie, plus u dont know me
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i do, arent u from ottawa homie ?
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e-city, home of the grimey and griddy
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nothin griddy grimey bout e-city bullshiten me ?
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9milli put u down with no pitty
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i'm better then nas, pac, and biggie/
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riiiiight and i own new york city
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^(lol)
i like girls with plastic fake tities |
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