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Awwww...He Attempted To Break Down TS's Verse...How Sweet...Fuckin Clown...Young...Please...
"See When, TS Blows, Foes Get Burned In The Flame,
TS Left You Insane, Wrote This On Ya Brain And Made You Forget Ya Own Name,"...
Flew Wayyyyy Ova Ya Head...
Trif Who???...Duke You, Get The Boot Quick, Like The Shape Of Italy
Ya Shit Deadly, Hardly, TS Was Laughin To Death At That Wack Ass Verse And You Still Wasn't Killin Me
Ties In With The Beginning...Trif Who???...And Were You expecting TS To Come With Basic Rhyming Words And No Creativity...C'mon Now...You Know Betta Than That...
Left You Wonderin, Damn How Does TS Stay On Top???...,
He Blows The Spot, You Screening The Lines, Got Ya Puplis Burning Cause You See That His Shits Hott
Wasn't Supposed To Be A Punch...Just A Fact...You See TS Is Hott...
Attached Ya Pupils To Ya Gludious Maximus, So Like Track Pratices, You Can Wacth Ya Ass Run,
Once Again...Wayyy Ova Ya Head...
Basically You Attempt To Break Down TS's Verse...But Where's Yours...You Suspect...Still Pullin suspect Moves...How Real Is That???...
You're Opinion Doesn't Even Count To The Kid...All You're Doing Is Keeping TS Entertained For The Momment...
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