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who the fuk are the productions they aint populer, fuck around with DraPes am gonna pop at yer//1
when you walk past 187 put your head down dont even stair you fukin kid grow sum bollick hair//2
you see me stand here with swolen knuckles and blood on my shoe coz DraPes has just single handedly took out the productions crew//3
your from blackpool faggit you aint got a clue, so u aint like me an am not like you you couldent even handle what ive been through//4
now you take in this shit that i spit at you or al take you out faster that the japanies flu//5

you can be a rider an ride but knowing you ur like binladen an hide//6
u clant compare to me so dont start this beef i bet your hole wardobre dont cost as mush as my teeth//7
who the fuck are the productions crew to giv 187 greaf//8
coz when am riting these rhymes its powerd by stella and cronic leaf//9

i also no your sister her verginint i stole bich aint that bad she deep throughted my 9 inch pole//10
so you work as a bad boy or should i say dole, sorry this rhym took so long i went to work on your mummas brown hole//11
her arse is so loose thers no need for lubes your only fourteen you dont even have pubes//12 ha haaaaa
an keep dishen 187 youl be breathing through tubes//13

so you think your tyson al tell you your my son, am the biggest boss they call me M. Bison//14......... (end boss on street fighter)
who the fuk you enticein all feed you ricen//15
my shell leave you cold and ther aint no de icein//16
ive got to leave you no so hope you dont cry son//17