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(Nice And Easy To Start Out)
I PROVE-MORE-POINTS Then Eistien Gettin Seazed For Steriods-Crimes...
And Have Ya Lose-More-JOINTS Then Whitney Gettin On-Airlines//
My Words-Dispurse Like A Hurse-To-Verse To Shake-Mouths...
And You'll Never Equally Verse-Spirts Of My Caliburs-Girth Until SUBWAY-Helps//
(Turn It Up Alittle)
No-One Calls Kid A "PIMP" Yet He Claims To "Have A Foot In The-Hoes"...
But The Only Time His HOES-RUN Is When He's Switching From Drag To Some-Cloths//
This-Bitch Isnt My "TYPE",Couldnt Even FUCK-Me If He-Tried While Screwin-The-Board...
And His-SPITS Only BREAK THREW After He Gets Off His Nees An Shouts YOU-GOT-SERVED!//
Wants Nothing-But To Be Pimp, Like 50-Cent...
But Unless He's Suming-Up His Life Savings He'll Never Reach-What-Ferraris-Set//
Got Kinda Board...
Sorry, But Whatever...
Vote Up People...
~One~
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