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IP:
mcskitlz at me with some weak punches, like them shits would hurt me*
You can’t spell skittles, & I thought your disses were directly to your family
I’ve seen your previous battles, & already you have no damn technique
Compare my other rhymes to yours...and it looks like you came weak
He answered my callout, and put his fists up, like he wanted to fight
It’s kinda funny how you can’t rap, but yet you picking up the MIC
Funny how you thinking you tough, seems you like to wear pink t-shirts
And your mom’s told me that you had almost died of rug burn at birth
Blah…w/e…
*mcskitlz = his aim
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7 Day Theory
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