Fine here I go...
Who writes lines and spits rhymes like me/
No one mothafucker why can't you see/
That I'll murder you easy as can be/
And I'll hang your body from a tree/
See I don't even need to try because you gonna be a no show/
Because right now you givin' your boy a blow-blow/
But he raped you in the ass like I'm doin' with this rhyme/
But my rhyme rapes you more then if you did San Quinton time/
You challenge me, and don't even bother to come/
Mothafucker that shit was dumb/
Because now I got a fucking hit out on you/
Better change your face, name, and call yourself a jew/
So I'll make this quick and not even finish my 20 yo/
Because you a motherfuckin' bitch ass, no sho/

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