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Ill Nigga Alert.
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IP:
You’re the only dude that a crack whore would refuse to screw...
Ur phony crew is wack kid once more you lose u asked for it true...
Ur like facial tissue my force will basically rip u can’t keep the pace that’s ur issue...
When you die nigga not even your parents will miss you...
Dice I smother u and trouble u with lyrics that’s way above u...
You push and shove children and say you over power kids...
You got no lines like roads in rural towns bitch...
Throw your punches and I’ll shatter your fists...
Your patterns broken I hacked the system wide open like Bell and Dish...
Go play with your fellows dick, u can lick my hoes clit after I bust in that shit...
U dropped nothing that shocked me, u slipping like Jamaicans playing ice hockey...
U couldn’t touch me shaking my hand, u wouldn’t flush me with high hands in poker man...Damn.
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