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IP:
you go sorry flow like mario/ i do bestow your white as snow/ i beat u with a racket faggit like a fuckin tennis pro/ill decesecrate your fuckin grave/in hell your be my holy slave.../ ill drag u feet first/ tear your cheap skirt/ till u reap hurt/ bary u in deap dirt/still got beef squirt/ i smother you with a tee shirt/ wanna fight with bats n guns/ boy ill hit u cause my fingerz always squeezin 1/ you be feelin sharp pain in the back of ya head/ ittle hit u like a blunt b4 bed/ one squeez in your dead/ now im seein that luige had just fled the murder seen/ sorry to bust up in ya dream but beein cockey never pays it seems/so y don't u go back to work at krispy kreme.
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