what is this round three fuck well go to round twelve,
nobody wants your fish or ya lines so get back to tha shelf//
i tellin you this cause stinky fish dont sell,
you could bhe drowned in nautica and still wouldnt cover the smell//
im sendin you to hell wit just six bars,
its not my fault both your tits fit in wun jar//
you try to make ya ass bigger so you stripe it,
only way you got ass in your hand is when you wipe it//
you ugly bitch you look venomous moth,
if you call me out wun more time im gonna rip ya cliterous off//
(closer)
you used that rhyme twice damn you triflin,
so check the votes and see whos takin who out to recyclin//

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