ok whatever, im gona murk this punk

yung duke hs no skill, his raps are far from ill, so bitch go take ur pill
i'll have u like biggy when he got shot, ur blood will be spillin
wait 2 minutes and u'll feel my rap, wiggle ur nose u still wont have jake
U the duke of mc's , the Microphone Challenged
YUNG long bing bang ching chong, i'll make u speak japanise and sing songs
what cant u speall meat head? who's raps hav u bitten off?
learn some shit or be left dead. my rhymes burn ur eyes like lemonaid.
look at ur ass ur shorter than david spade, and ur bitches titys are concave
havin more desises than crack baby livin off heroine and cocane
what u need is some clinic aid and barber to fix ur fade, dont look at me like im shady
i'll fuck that mentaly black boy like i was a tom brady
i'll rip ur spine out ur rectal cavity and leave u stupid like u could of beat me
ur one beat ur meat wile the other holds a mic and get defeted
unlike dienasty i make rhyems im not a beat head
so homie what u gona do, ur rhyem had enough time to be thourgh
i'll sent u back to the Atl broker than they found u.
they i'll let all the homies and bitches clown u

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