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Middle Weight
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IP:
yea wuttup y'all i'ma drop a verse 4 all of u 2 peep....quick 6 bar joint
In Luv Wit Evil
i've been gifted with the curse to write verse/
adverse from being the worse cuz im disverse//
rehearse my poem to god while im in the hearse/
please god forgive me for all my dirt on earth//
but i admit at times me and death would flirt/
but then i turn the bitch down cuz she loved hurt//
short skirts,I saw her pus and wanted to insert/
but damn she smell good i want her for dessert//
but my mind she wants to subvert and convert/
to being her fucking slave, bring me to my grave//
depraved me,bitch is crazy,trick think im lazy/
trying to ghost me like pat swayze, my mind is mazy//
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Choose words carefully when you address me
You ain't gotta like me, but you're gonna respect me
(Or else) or else you get wet like a jigsknee
Take ten of these and live, that'll impress me
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