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put to rest
young killa believe me wen i say u need to stop
i wanna drop from a buildin jus hearin u talk walk a straight line and i coodnt cuz im dazed not because im amazed but coz it was crap it seems like u trapped in elemantary rhymin bitch u stay lyin n i bet u woke up cryin coz u read my last verse that threw ur corpse in tha hearse nursey rhymin like a lil kid nigga id rather listen to b.spears instead i feed u my shit once and u hated on it bitch y u front i know u love my rhymin coz tha glare off ur eyes stay shinin muthafucka u dont want it wit me ull get blasted dont beleive me ull c ur face plastered on my walls coz ur shocked face says it all im better than u so its time for u to admit it n stop bein a hatin critic dymes n half dollars love me wen i diss u coz dey know my shit chime it makes cents and rhymes unlike ur shit that stays at tha bottom droppin off tha face of tha earth coz no one replies it aint poppin ur weak lyrics are floppin like a goldfishes wit no air bear witness to tha mastermind of these rhymes now call me sigh-air |
uppinnnn dis^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
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It's Basically the dog's Bollock's.
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yo shyt iz juss plain dumb, ya say i'm in elementary rhymin', ya must be jokin' caze ma rhymez leave ya shakin'
gay bastard, ya lyke bitin' people'z rhymez, ya snakez |
yeah, this nigga is bitch. pure bullshit dawg. im tha one beefin wit you too. HELLO, point me out? is you scared. must be cuz you know i'll murk you. and i aint even gotz to speak for my nigga young, cuz we both know he'll murk you too, its already been done kid. dis is a weak ass diss cuz. start pre-writtin.....sissy
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