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got bored....quick rhyme
My rhymes spill like a broken flask of spoiled venom/
eating right through these pages, feasting like pregnant women/
you here a cry off in the distance/
my words have just denied your existence/
im relentless/ rusty spittin hexes/
sentence to give you tetanus/
i set this/ bar higher then the twin towers/
plane imune/ isane with tunes/ Im a crazy lune/
soon to be through/ with this rhyme....
but ive just began to shine/
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