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yo dogg what kinda of name is chrit/
dont you go to school, or are you illiterate/
fuck around knock you off the script/
on these shoulders whole lotta chips/
im your worst nightmare, dont be scared/
just hur up spit your verse and get da fuck outta here/
thank god i cant here your verses/
when i draw my nine chrit dispurses/
ill tear a whole out your back, with this mack/
cut off your head and put it on a plaque/
ill run up on ya steal your weed, my name sam bitch just like snead/
damn dogg im tired of battlen you/
shits too easy, i thought you knew, what i came to do/
i came for you and you challenged me/
good thing this is text, so we cant watch you bleed/
im gonna go out on this note/
fuck you chrit, on my dick you will choke/
so dont try to fuck with me/
im the underground king, dont you see/