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imma leave this kat stiff as a manakin, punchlines punch u to heavan, so u'll be sky walking like anakin/
beef i handle it, so im holding the meat clever, slice em up
cook this nigga to the oposite of handsome/
havin ya team, scramblin like black QB's plus half ya squad suck
like after party groupies/
Im ruthless, but u knew this, u couldn't put ya words together if u had adhesive to glue em with/
quik spit talent left fast, guess he had a quik gift,
and u couldn't stand out, if u was a nudist/
punch u toothless, and leave u bloody
so it look like u fresh out the womb kid/
witcha infant spits, i instanlty grip and smack u til u covered in piss/
hit u wit a rusty rachet, trust me faggot, i'll detach ya backbone til u wrinkled like sheets on a matress/
greet u witha mac quick that'll leave u staggerin,
cock back u'll see all black like u visited grambling/
u thought u was ill, but this verse is the medicine
curse this bitch, leave u between heavan and hell,
so u can go both ways like a bi sexual lesbian/
theres no answer to this, so keep ya question
u get deep intergestion with u speak in my present
i'll dig in ya adomen, and jump rope with ya large intestions