I never plagurise but in this case you can say I bite rhymes....
I'll chew this Lyric up and spit the garbage out in Front Lines
I'll take your keys for myself, like crookid cops off the shelf...
U welcome no help, but I had to save u from humiliatin yourself!
Too late to skate, thought he spit fire when he baked a cake..
He's aprin fake, Martha Stewart for halloween what a mistake to make!
No heat in ur kitchen, u'd better look into that make it your mission...
Cuz w/ no ambition to fix it, ur outta luck cant even call the technician!
I bleed words, stab this herb Lyric in the head and then let the ink run....
Put a heart in his chest to write with cuz his brain is unable to think from!

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