dog you a biter, i seen a post and traced it back
when my punches connect only time you face the facts
cuz im all real son, you a wasted act
i shit on you, leave you brown, and then waste a raq
taste a gat, fuck that i dont even need a hand
cuz this fairie light in the loafers flyin high like peter pan
i dont fuck wit faggots, go back to whereever you from
youd be smart to get ya boys, but together you dumb
whatever and come, ill give you props for showin up
you bangin is when i put C4 on ya cock and blow it up
stock i dont need an avatar to grab a bar from a catalog
and have a log thats enough to make a verse//
but captains log reads battles on so im heard like cattles on
a graze blaze this vagabond and take the hurse//

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