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Ill Nigga Alert.
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IP:
My words are chock full of scorching letters Method you think YOU'RE better??...
I'm STILL the King round this bitch and you're one of the Court Jesters...
Who the fuck said you were dope?? It's a vicious rumor...
Try and shoot me i dodge bullets like Wyatt Earp with six shooters...
I'm forever-great finished in a flurry words typed quick-in-a-hurry this is checkmate...
This is what happens when a legend faces a bum who's less than second rate...
U wanna discuss posts. ho, urs are jokes writings worthless as if ur mind capacity was zero...
Ur mouths shape like an O cause u sip bottle tops n poke holes thru guys like cheerios...
I'ma call u whistle the way u blowoff MC's ur skills are pitiful n simple...
U bit the big pickle, ur best efforts are compared to nursery rhyme riddles...
Psssh.. and to think this wasn't even close to the best I could write...
It's bed time kid I just put you to sleep for the rest of ur life...
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