my bad man
aight man
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i hit with both my hands then it makes that tha bitches
like yo momma want to dance/
nigga dont u understand man i'll put u to sleep like tha
got damn sandman/
cause I'll hit u once and then hit u twice I'll have u packn
up yo bag then have u run'n like a pack mice/
i will hit u seven mores times it will be like roll'n dice after
I'll do driveby on u while i'm on my bike/
i will score on u like mike and then leave yo ass syked while
u still holding yo mic/
you think this a game but its i know my rhymes got u pain
and i bet its driving u insane/
it no so good u came i'll sayn the same thing step'n on yo
ass like Yoa Ming/
i cant think anymore cuz i'm fin to close tha door u stupid
hor/
my raps is are weak but urs are weaker that why u keep
sinking deeper and deeper/
after this i'm fin to fuck my 21 year old house keeper so i'm
cutting off my beeper/
its fin to be turn so u can spit yo rhyme and waste my time
wit ur little nursery rhymes/

i'm done son ur turn
good luck man