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Flyweight
From: between a girl's legs |
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IP:
spittin only the lies..wish for demise..'n ur name's the opposite of wise..for real
but u always finishing last....so it no wonder you capatilize tha Z (name)
u ain't winnin no prize from me...cuz i knew cats suk..but ur the trend
like a women trying out for MLB..you I'm only given some cuts for u to send
pull ur spine out 'n bend..kill this bitch like nothing 'n maybe his shit'd be something
when this fags wit men..he's the one pumpin it up more than joe budden
checkin in a battle with you?...shit..that's just one 'em nonessentials selections
cuz ur verses alone..it's worth less than siblings support in presdential elections
put bones in sequential intervention..hosin this cat while unloadin a gat..ur body's cappin up 'n torn
n yea..."shit does happen".....cuz for some reason..you happened to be born(sig.)
ur face'd mishapened 'n scorned...we'd all puke on the look of ur face
burden-high 'n...only in Virgin Islands...would u be the crook of the place(his location)
a loss in his books,he's a waste....i got other kittens left to break
cuz no matter wat shit this kid brings...it's all bitten up off the plate
'n to me..this verse ain't special..this ain't even part my arsenal,bitch
i mean..shady1051?...damn homie..shouldn't you get off marshall's dick? (his hotmail)
u ain't even partially sick..look around..u shook profound..no one counts u as hot
'n the red alert's in effect..why?..cuz your bout to spit...'n we want u to STOP (sig again)
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