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Flyweight
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IP:
For every rap this cat spat suggesting he's ill
Never that I got pen strokes that have a better natural kill
Don't gotta say much to rip apart your text
Your lines are dotted up like shells ripped apart your chest
Nope this ain't thug shit i'm just crushin your rhyme
Leave you like Jim Jones with blood in your lines
Treat you like wifey when watching my sports
Ignore yah dumb ass and just let this bitch talk
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"A million emcees, a billion Dj's Hip Hop's a graf piece painted in arrays.....of triumphs and losses, prejudice and truth, degradation and determination over break beats and loops" - Barz&penstripes
Don't pretend to be great make it your reality! Barz&Penstripes Music
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