i was thinking to lack creativity but u beat me there
............9 lines n i didnt finish..
your flows were so slo that i cudnt stand the stair
even if u hid in my trunk u'd neva be a dealable piece
u cud call me a shrik,cos i'm xtortin joy as my lips flip
your mind must be dick cos ur stucture demanded viagra
but i'll leave u to come bak like a bitch,n re-read ya shit
....................cos thats enuff gist to rip out your ribs

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