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IP:
STRING IS IN THE BUILDING!!!!!!!
yo, dont come in here wit that lame spit
this flame prick,licked the same clit,jenna jameson played wit
u aint shit,ya punches is wack, n each one is a sin
he like a Sealy mattress, i sleep on him n win
this one-man-band, gon b one man down
he red wit embarassment like u got a sun tan now
ya head pumped up, like this lil fuck is bustin
but he couldnt "Make the Band" if he was Puffy's cousin(oooh)
he fell off real quick, u aint quite on my level
its makes no sense homie, u throwin ice at the Devil
ima let u try twice
cuz son ya punches bout as precise.. as 3- blind -mice
25-9? he must of bought him a deal
u a carbon copy bitch i neva thought u was "real"
eventually when i spit the messages has gotta get thru
fuck punches, jabs n uppercuts, i throw karate kicks too
i'll body this dude,he try to get hair on his face from eatin puss
too bad his flows make as much sense as a speech from Bush
he think he got a throne, watch as i rob him
One man's bad at math, cuz HE DONT WANT NO PROBLEMS
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