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let's get it poppin

who would have known that a little challenge i laid down in a day, wuld have two niggaz that wanted to spit against me goin down in the same way/ tha's two L's add a cool an last but not least the letter j/an u gett a nigga that head so big there aint a brush big enough to style his waves/listen absract lemme spit some truth to ya/ callin me ya "son" is only gon get two things done to ya/first, i take ya pride leave u lyriclly slain/then get ya ass buried in the same pit hid in by sadaam hussien/this aint the romper room, aint no playgrounds here/i stay wit a shank cut ya voice box bandage it up wit ya mom's A cupped brasiere/ u can see it in my text or hear it my voice/i aint neva scared nigga backin my lines up has neva been a choice/so u goin down in this battle i dont give a fuck if u like me/im beatin anythin on rap battles dot com wearin two nikes/u illeterate nigga i dont think u no wat abstract means/it's means only in thought, so beatin mic-wrecka was only in ya dreams/an y wuld u be dreamin about anotha man? is there somethin u not confessin?/u probably wanna dick so far in ya head it give u a sinus infection/da government'll warn ya aint no vaccine for the shit that i spit/it's cool, just quarentine me in a room wit a notebook an sumpthin to write wit

~game ova~