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bingo!
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IP:
a'ight....aight can you beleive this kid,
ok here it goes
this kid triple N says he's good, and highly respected......
im not a polygraph,but his lies are very easily detected...
you cant beat a good rapper,so put it on ya "wishlist".....
ur not sick, so change urcrew name to royal dickless......
"royal Sickness" signafies "the wackest mc'ees only".......
c'mon homie,"r.s." is done,so once again ur left lonely...
you battled 38 times and your skill is that of a rookie......
keep fantasizing@ disastor,cuz ull never get any pussy..
ur a newbbatteler ,thats how you got the countless win..
i own you,thats y my dick in ya mouf and balls on ya chin...
if weak rappin was a sin,your ass would go to "hell-son"....
rhymin's ya life?,quit..and start singing with willy nelson....
your my lyrical slave... i got you scratchin my ball sack....
ill rip out ur spinal cord and lyrically lash u in the back.....
i realize that u dont have a chance and prolly wont spit.......
u in da lyrical sewer cuz ur verse will put u in 3 feet of shit....
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