aight

man this battle already feels like a waste//
congratulations your the new mc of copy and paste//
c mon bone show me what you can do//
or are you just gonna let me stone you and stomp you like a jew//
my punches leave you sputtering//
leaving crunchs my wings be fluttering//
my rhymes are like gas chambers choken your lungs//
this is a crime step, up to my level and get hung//

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