New to RB
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IP:
Bitch can't say shit, yea i got no ONLINE winz...
B4 u spit u eat, tryina battle me wid ur 3 chinz
Yo fat boy, u say ma worst get u lost
Relax n read fat boy, juss defrost..
Cuddn't hardly see dem wordz...
Yo jus like ur dick tha writinz fuckin tiny
N tha lyricz is too fuckin whiney
Get sum money bitch, these coinz is shiney
U Spittin like u sumkinda online pimp?
Bitch i know your a online gimp
I'll hit ur leg wid ma fist n give u a bad limp
An u won't do shit, coz ur a big fat wimp....
Insted of spittin ur fat ass starts eatin
Only way u gonna win this is if u start cheatin
No Need... u will recive a beatin!
N den maybe Tupac will be given u a greetin
Yo am soon gonna be known as a lyrical legend
Why u even wanna contend?
Weather i verbally murder u or let u live will depend
All on weather choose to attack or choose to defend
Right now, defence is what u should intend
Coz ma Rhymez are simply Rude,
An yo amma conclude..
Wid hey DUDE! you kno your fat ass want summore food...
So now u got summore time teh eat
Juss b4 u spit 2 tha next beat
So Long Fattie, go get sum food... I repeat..
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