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Flyweight
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IP:
At 1st I thought I was dealing with a Vet again
Until, I met this mother fucker Brethren
Like he's a member of an elite brotherhood
Lyrics killed him 6ft deep, just so his mother could
See em dead, done for good!
2nd he's 2 years under me, 2 years younger please
My lyrics are hollows then guns release
Feeding off dude's fear with a hunger to beef
He's done I put em under the street, in a slump slumbered to sleep
This youngster is WEAK!
His raps aren't raw he's just wishing it is
So go back to playing basketball in Michigan this is it
This bitch is thin.... and brittle
Bitch just quit you're insignificant and little
Now this is the riddle in the middle of the verse...
Caskets closed you'll get riddled in the church
And tell us how many times you're gonna get roasted
and come back in this place?
Burnt his ass is toasted... a direct smack in the face
James Jr.
Waiting on your verse...... 11:38 Eastern time
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