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Flyweight
From: Detroit, MI (tha Murda Mitten) |
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shit was hot
IP:
 damn! dis shit is dope as hell. you murked my mans on dat lyrical shit 4real. damn, a nigga havin flashbacks of just readin dat shit. ya dig?
keep it up
and try to hit my shit up when you geta minute homie
coldest lines...
...After I sonned her and got her pregneant she try to yell rape/
I try to forget you cause you’re the only proof I produce mistakes...
...And its sad this here is a quick poem…done without sarrow/
It takes 2 of you to equal half of me… I spit so u suck and he swallows...
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SO DONE WIT RV
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