Flyweight
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IP:
Check it:
Yo Judgement, I'll knock ya teeth, leave you lookin' like a hillbilly/
My lyrics are hard as rock, while your's are weak and frilly/
If ya get hit with one of my punches, it's guarented you'll croak/
You thinkin' ya gonna win, you must be trippin' off coke/
In a major battle, you'll step up to the mic and start havin panics/
Ya shit is prehistoric, while mines more advanced then robotic mechanics/
Ya name a rip off of The Terminator 2/
Judgement Day, I'll merk you and destroy ya record too/
My lyrical rythme and skill will leave ya head spinning/
I already got ya in a deathlock, while you feel the pain beginning/
Are you tryin' to make me laugh? cause all ya ryhmes are a joke/
I'll stab you with my bars, while you'll be wishin' it was a poke/
I'm done with JD, death licked him, bring me my next victim/
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The Madman
Breakdancer in Brooklyn
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