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show some up
IP:
You wanna be a rapper but my rhymes you can't defend
They call u k-nine now, before me you were a ten
You talking about plywood, but my tree is made of oak
i take ur collar off and with bare hands i make u choke
i make u like a joke, everyone takes a laugh or two
its my first time on the mic and i'm still better then you
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