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New to RB
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IP:
aight here we go
My rap is coming on hardcore, you don't have a way out anymore
once I open up the door, you'll be crawling on the floor
take it to the shore, pick up your whore, Score!
I'll make you breathe harder trying to rhyme
dont even try bother and waste yo' time.
It's hot yet cold, pendulum, sublime
you going down man, you can no longer climb.
Ill pick up the flow, and trash your face
kick your ass, all the way out into space
you're rhymes are a bore, your reputation a disgrace
handle this and you won't needa be replaced.
I'll make it work, I got it down, pass me the mic, hand me the crown
turn around, unleash your frown, Ill turn up the water n make u Drown!
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