ay yo check that

puttin' numbers behind ur lines like u can't count/
as a lil' remembrance for u faggit I kill u wit' the same amount/
so I got raped by daddy... I tell u he just taught me sum/
'cause last night I was in Tennessee and raped ur mom/
pussy I don't talk 'n' act like an elite, I am one u see?/
line 6 u remember? cross ur chest wit my name, it was M.O.C/
and what about that name?DaBoSS. maybe DaBitch fits more/
that's no match 'gainst u ,fuck it, I'm already bored/
got sum more details 'bout u joskin' ur parents were sister 'n' brother/
next generation follows, so ur sister will be ur fuckin' kids mother/
fuck that I don't need to tell u they already did/
but how can Amish-People posses a computer or such a shit/
maybe technical progress got to hill-billies 'n' in TV u saw Rap/
u can play in Peoria but u ain't got the gift of gab.

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