Oh, here's my lyrics:

i don't need a minute, i could fuck you up with a second
soon as i'm done, you'll be mad that you ever even checked in
you a pussy, be running away because i hurt you
i could fuck you up more than micahel jackson's plastic surgeon
dont try to fuck with me, i bounce back easily
you're pathetic and you lose with a constant frequency
you better differentiate the difference between me and you
i'm getting cheers, while all you ever receive is boos.
you're gonna lose, no matter what, you're fucked.
you're like a hooker who doesn't want to, but for a dollar takes it up the butt
you better read your horoscope you're going down cause you're horrible
why you in the rap game, SparSin, you're incorrigible!
i hope your mom doesn't see this, she'd think that you're a fag
cause everything a rapper's supposed to have you seem to lack
let's see, you don't got any skill, delivery is pathetic
i'm starting to think you sucking so bad is genetic


don't try to fuck around again, you ain't got any friends
the last play you got was at recess when you were ten

you a nymphomaniac, trying to get nuts like a kangaroo kid tries to get in the sack, fuck with me i come back with a counter attack, leave you tripping like an LSD flashback, try to fuck with that, you can't, so you better just give up and wave the white flag.

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