Fuck it, I don't even know who you are. So here is a quick 18 lines for you kid.


Check it...

I'm wreckin this herb.. and you know you can find him dead on the curb
'Coz his ass is home less..
Fucking Typo! ^..........^ - that was meant as one word.
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Now check it dudes.. my punches cruise like missiles, i'm bombin this mouse
So now he'll experience a shut out, that don't involve repossessin' his house
But ya don't go fist to fist with Pious.. if ya do you'll get dropped with ease
He's truly not to be fucked with..
.. 'coz he comes packin aids - and every other fucking sex disease.
Man ure life sucks don't it bro.. but don't bow down in defeat
I'll be nice and throw you a bone.. I know ya girl ain't had much to eat
This battles a straight win for me, despite P's superiority in size
'Coz the only combo he knows is six double cheeseburgers 'n' extra fries
I tell no lies.. my punches'll leave this fat bitch rattled..
And I'll drop him in a second, like where he's gonna finish in this battle
Time to face the realness, and kid you better believe this
When ya girl said she wished you was hung, she wasn't talkin' about ya penis
Peeps want me to post a beatin'.. so don't worry bro, I'll mail ya
But sadly voters we'll still see the birth of P..
.. 'coz the fucking abortion was a failure.

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I'll rock ya with thunderous blows.. and I see ya tired, so I'll bring the fun to a close
I can see the bags under ya eyes..
..and ya mom and sister ain't even stood under ya nose.

Done.

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