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				 Originally Posted by Socrates 
				Ill humble this bitch…….. on another level we aint equals  
I spit tremors leave him more unknown than sci-fi sequels  
coo 
Speakin of movies……….. wasnt he was riding bank’s dick 
He should be duckin this battle more than kid hockey flicks 
lol 
You spelt your name wrong theres no way u could be textual 
Before ya time & sad to say poison already went metrosexual  
no 
You aint dope but your words are blunted like used knifes 
You aint fit for the streets you couldn’t even beat thug life 
nah 
You aint up to par you battlin like the scoring is equal to golf 
your losing, and just gonna not-see ya more hated than adolf 
nooooooo 
eight and one just hide your record don’t you care anymore 
just king me as I jump this queen you betta check her score 
noooooooo! 
but I just come complex when there is really………. no need  
when you like to fuck small white kids more than virgin weed 
coo 
			
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