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Light Weight
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IP:
Its tha wrong time of a da month to fuck wit me, I tweaks//
Call it my period, but test me and i'll make you bleed for weeks//
Smack yo cheeks, The same color of it when it leaks//
THat red river runnin, product of the heat the missle seek//
THats why i spit fire, hotter than this cat in my path//
He spits on rapbattles because i chopped his vocal cords in half//
In a mask, He's sittin in my shadow over cast//
Eclapt is a failure, and he'll get ripped an easy task//
Acceptin my challenge, noobie are u kiddin'//
I'm untouchable to you, jus call it taboo or forbidden//
Jus go to an alley, shoot yourself wit a heater//
Couldn't beat me if i was yolk and you was a egg beater//
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