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IP:
aight playa. I haven't heard you spit so i'll try to take it soft on you.
Call me “Nuclear” because I am “The Bomb”, got you on your knees, like you just turned to the religion Islam.
You beat your meat to get milk, you call your dick a farm, I cut you from your shoulder blades, so like Saddam, you “Dis-Arm”
I dropped my soap in jail, I didn’t want to pick it up, so I walked out of the shower, you love to take cock so you drop your soap 5 times and hour.
The only time you ever got puss was when you fucked your kittens. This must be the “Oscar Awards” cause every thing this “actor” says is “pre-written”.
Call me Fed Ex, the way my rhymes deliver, I made you and Briteny dig a ditch in my back yard and beat you until “you cried me a river”
My rhymes are “Sick” like a boy that fucks his mother, they call you “JIF” cause i make you shit “Bricks” of “Peanut Butter”
You scared to go before me, so you said “U spit first”, I make you bow down to a can of Sprite, so you really obey your thirst.
You would think you was in verbal detention, the way I take you to school, If you was between hot and cold your rhymes couldn’t be cool
I will lyrically crush you and your no man crew, and if I was you, I would be scared to battle me too
As your momma told you “beggars cant be pickers” this dude says his name is synickle, I think he just misspelled snickers.
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