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IP:
fuck you, nothing to do/after im done with you youll try to sue
tell tha honor i robbed ya hood/shell say "hez just good"
tell ya to go home and tattle that ya head i rattled/ya shouldve never battled
i hate niggaz who talk like a hevyweight/when in reality their just my battle bait
i use ya to get my point across ya/not in text, across ya tounge and hear ya say mmmm bla bla
ya words like charlie browns teacher/while my shit iz tha main feture
FUCK YOU bitch/im bout ta switch
from a jokin peddler/to a hood settler
let it be known to all/that from now on ima alwayz ball against all
i got no beef wit ....187/but ill still throw thunder from nigga heaven
cause im immortal before im dead/thatz evident az i lazt forever inside tha bed
he comez tha punches from tha blind side/no matta how fast ya run ya cant hide
imz zo zlick ill kill ya before the circle surronds/by the time the people see ya not breathin on tha grounds
az ya type on ya dell/ya might az well say "o well-hell"
my shit like vince carter/ while ya plummet like 'GET CARTER" *
*movie by stalone that sux
fuck hers tha one liner/to prove that ya really iz minor
im so ill docterz cant diagnose my problem/while u like dr. phil u to stupid ta relize i just gave ya all em
as ya walk home scratchin/you shouldve relized my skillz u cant matchem
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