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Ill Nigga Alert.
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IP:
My heat smokin this nigga with time trials and tribulations...
Arrestin Finals emulations with my electricly impulsive defibulation...
Ur minds childs play to manipulate with your lame mentality...
If this was mortal combat it'd be a fatality...
I ate a "tic-tac backwords" so I’d come at you with fresh tactics...
Lets be realistic you ain't artistic, you're simplistic...
You and me can face-off, until I leave you faceless...
With abrasive phrases to give your face, a face-lift...
Iam done with this bitch and thats my "Final" answer...
Tisss, you winning ha thats like people trying to fight cancer...
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