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playa u dont kno me so y u callin me a bitch u said tha wrong things now ur layin in a ditch wit a retarded twitch//
sticthin ya mouth shut so u wont be able to spit any lyrics tat u got conjurin up in ya mind, i just cursed ya body and u can call me tha male witch//
leavin ya displayed out on a cross viciously wounded sapped of all energy and mentally drained got blood on my hands and there foreva stained//
u could neva go toe to toe wit me let alone beat me in tis verbal industry, got many rhymes packed away in my head for me to recite em will mean tat ur gonna be dead and not remain//
on tis solid platform just got ya a new identity and ya whole character has been transformed//
got caught in a match where u thought u could win but ended up lossin goes to say u havent proven ur self to be a worthy opponent so im lettin ya be informed//
havin ya bein burried in a open casket cuz u wouldnt have survived my lyrical shots even if u did wear a flack jacket//
u thought u had it but u thought wrong couldnt come close to bein hot even if u were Alicia Keys wearin a thong, just face it u couldnt hack it so let close tis and let me bag it u fuckin fagget//
leavin ya shocked cus i let off a shot wit my gun tat was cocked and i let it glow, and tha only thing movin on u was tha amount of blood flow//
couldnt come wit a precise amounts of hits on me so u have been lyrically dismissed so ill cut ya wrist give ya neck a twist drink a fifth now tis verbal assult is over its time to go//

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67-30-46 combined overall on rb


keep lethal in thy beatin heart/
let thy tactix slip life falls apart/


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