Aight

Give your neck a bend, fists like AIM convoes, direct connect and then send//
Dont pretend, im the administrator for your organs and your life reached The End//
Punching Italys lights out like bad electricians on basement circuts//
Your eyes shut, tight like spandex that squeeze tightly on Fat Joes butt//
Get off this site like terrorists on the net, this kids vet?//
Thats like Eminem watching B.E.T. to earn money just to pay off a bet//
You dont read me like blind kids looking at books//
This kids shook, put his organs in a school recipe just so he could "reed cook"// (a school)
This nigga stick to gay guys like hes wearing their shirts//
You flirt. with death, my punches send you to Dallas with Dirk//

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