ok ima spit before we both looze

hard hitter yo raps sound like they came out the
mouth of a baby sitter they call me wig splitta dont
give a damn bout you hardhitter you just a quitter
after i spit a ya you gon say bam like emril laggassi
and even if i looze im gon still be sippin booze until i
get you mad and make yo momma sad and yo raps
is like cold turkey caint nobody hurt me mentaly or
physicaly hell no you cant call me on my cell cuz i
aint gay like you liven life in the jail of my lyrical
maze that must be hell man if you wasnt like bevis
and butthead i would just bail cuz i dont give a fuck
you out of luck you need to earn a buck so dudes
cant tell you you suck

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THERE IS NO EXCUSE FOR GETTIN RECKED ON THEN CRYING HOME TO YO MOMMA