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Light Weight
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IP:
Just Chill, Call Your Rhymes A 'Job' Cuz They're Never On Clock...
This Homo Threw His Album At The Ceiling Just 2 Say It Hit Da Top...
Blah, Like You Stuck Out In The Cold I'm Causin You To Quiver...
I Don’t Even Real Line When I Can Just Beat You with Filler...
Cuz This Kid Aint Got Talent He Is Just A Washed Up Hick…
And You All Would Realize It To If He Got Off My Dick…
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