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so u b kreepa 69 after my rmyme u gone be whinin
i ya lyrical highness hit rewind n u'll go blind
its my time to hit n kick catz in a ditch
i'm pissed equiped wit lyricall clips dat rip
ya hearts da mark i flipped n pop u in da dark
explicit aint be playin fo sho know da name and when my lyrical gat blows
be watchin your back son u'll be gettin clapped son
hit u in da back dun alone wit noone to hold
unfold da boldness of ma rymes da coldness of dees times
pick up ya bags cuz i already snatched ya dimes
explicit callin it quits now wit and infinite hit "Blow"

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~'LyRiCaLLy UnToPaBlE'~
~FrEe AgeNt~