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Flyweight
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IP:
The butcha shop aint nothing its in your imagination
your raps are so bad your sentenced to incarceration
the butcha aint nothing just a small time rapper
i think you got one too many tappers
you think your a big shot who cant be beat
give up now go back to chopping meat
shut your mouth now cause you lost already
ill slice you up with a shiny new machete
yeah thats right i use your weapons against you
your raps are so wack its a new type of a flu
aight not very good....work on your pounches and try to use personals and metas but focus mainly on newer pounches and strick with betta oersonals
How Can You Make Me skeptical I Dont doubt Ya garbage/
Since Your So Curious,the Butcha Shop Is Your Rap house Of horrors/
Find Da ceiling Collapsing Like tetris/
Ya Father Didn't Know If You Was A Girl Or Boy Hes The Only skeptic/
Pick Ya Weapon/ Wit The Icepick, I Scar every Bone/
I'll rip Ya Voice Box Out Like A Car stereo/
Fuckin Wit Me Make Sure Ya healthcare Insured/
loser In Ya Brain I'm The tumor You cant Cure.
When It Comes To Ya typing The Onlything On Point Is Ya manicure/
Da Butcha Swing Open Ya Chest Like Da Fridgerator Door/
Ya Ballerina Style Just Aint fancy Enough/
Name Ya price Over The ice I'll spill Enough Blood To Fill Da stanley Cup/
clown I Dont Even Know Why I'm Spitten 2 You Cuz When It Comes To Ya Battles No One Be around/ Like A ghost-town
Again Anotha Victum In The Hand Of Da Butcha... No Gloves
much betta but still a weak
good metas and pounches in there
but that bold and underlining is old and noone really cares for that no more
with a stronger verse
my vote goes to butcha
return your time to my battle in sig
peace
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