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Fake ass MC, I'm bout to murda you dead
as easy as I can say off wit you head
You bout to get shitted on like a toliet after sunday brunch
After the preacha dranks my elaxaful punch
Be like toliet paper in a fat woman's ass
Hoppin you get fuked out by some trailer trash
"Murda ah rappa, rapworld" is yo quote
Nigga when audio yo probalbly choke
LIke you do when suk on my left testicle
you not yet part of the "rapworld" you lack the skills
I'm through wit you, don't even start to type
Cuz if you do, it's gonna be a nigtmare filled night.
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