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get off ya knees dawg you blowin dis battle,you sound like ur ten and fakin a mic for your rattle,
yo enter dis matrix and show u i'm da one, aks me how many punches hit me and i reply "None"
but like m.c. hammer u cant touch this, cuz i flip scripts on dis bitch with rhymes faker than pammy lee's tits,
yo the tribe has spoken i'm ice cold andur just and "OUTKAST" with rhyme dat last as about as long as uncle kraker and everlast,
talkin like he aint gay wit his gelled up fade, he takes more dick than the population at the national gay parade,
but you biting more than RABBID Squrriles, takin rhymes from noobs, flys, vets and even girls,
your rhymes are more bullshit that a fuckin rodeo, sorry hoe but your flow is more homo than a blowjob in a gay porno gloing slomo,


your rhymes hit less than puffy poppinoff in a bar with an automatic, killed his bitch ass already and i'm still att it

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