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Ill Nigga Alert.
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IP:
Think you had me shook? Mahfucka you ain't no fault line...
I've murdered all kinds, this battles all mine...
Dodged ya gun turrets when I surfaced for prey, planned...
To turn ya allies against you, send ya lyrics into the wasteland...
No time for talk,or conversation at least, I'm takin the heat...
Ya style would be like my childhood, played in the street...
U lack common sense if you can't see I got rap mastered...
Cause I'm the realest,While you've got more roles than Fat Bastard...
If you stilll claim you hard,We'll all soon know you're the opposite...
Thats why I pocket clips,To put more holes on ur face than a Gothic Chick...
U can't tell me I'm not the shit...
My Rhymes Fast like a cheetah, take ya loss, act intelligently...
Cause you aint able to handle the ace like a card dealer wit a Felony...
Cmon on manye drop your verse now........
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