ok w/e ill drop suttin though,

wheres ya face fag even ya skill has lost it,
no wonder he dint check in the ira has taken him hostage!,
u irish prick, ill cut the green like im mowin the lawn,
ya lucky charms gone coz ive robbed ya fuckin lepracaun,
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im sick of this faggot

*switches it up*

u gota go ten lines,
twell me how it feel to get bombed with 10 rhymes,
im sick with the punches and your not,
the outcome of this battle??? your dropped!
ya styles wack, time to get on ya journey,
but dont trip over on the way out of this tourney

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