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Flyweight
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IP:
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Intro...
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Dough: A deer, a female deer, bitch,
Kay: A drop of golden sun, check it
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Time ta eat again grab, utensils, a pada papa n some, pencils,
This "John Doe" wrote the same shit last round, must be usin, stencils;
Listen to tha, sound to, this lyrical "knock-out" in, round two,
You betta be ready fo Irish "dough", cuz Im feelin ta, "Pound" you;
Last time he paid Intox to knock my, verse thas full, of, personals,
But this time Ima rob him of everything, miniskirt g-string, purse n all;
W/e he writes back will, not be rap, jus give up this time, don't react,
PM'in me, "I love your dick!", this explains his, cocky act;
He jumped at every, curse in ma verse, wave bye as his, hearse disperse,
Now hes hidin climbin back inta his shell, like a chick, birth in reverse;
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