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The Real American Idol
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IP:
Aight...
- You cant compete these lyrics when i drop them in ya direction.
- Ill disect ya crew by rippin em a part section by section.
- RC should be humpin like how hes bitch made.
- He should do the rap world a favor and slice his wrists with a switchblade
- By the time he drops 5 lines, he left 5 niggas in a coma.
- His rhymes leave tumors in ya brain...niggas dyin offa glacoma.
- Im spittin lyrical gold they lock my rhymes up in Fort Knox
- But this nigga RC steals his lines off the back of a cereal box.
-Weak nigga...I know my rhymes are sick but dont call me egotistical.
- All it takes is 10 lines to leave you studderin like Joe and Mystikal.
- Your rhymes make me sick man....you flows are unbearable.
- Is that semen on ya chin??? Wipe that up dogg thats terrible!
- Im worse than cigarrettes man.... cuz im bad for ya health.
- Im only spittin 14 lines...cuz when you spit, your only gonna beat yourself.
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Go ahead. Turn your back on me. Thats when I punch you in the back of your head. Faggot.
Fuck wit me once, shame on you. Fuck wit me twice, youre dead.
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