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Flyweight
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IP:
hahaha any chance nigga i ain't even gotta spit ta beat u anyways heres my shit
kid i don't speak in terets nigga ain't all my sentences correct/
i leave ur life wrecked and i'll be known as the murder suspect//
i already won ur records now 0-2 ur lookin around sayin "what the am i gonna do"/
well kid ur screwed i'll kill u and leave u in da middle of peru//
ur rhymes is useless compared ta mine/
cuz im ruthless and i leave niggaz caught up in a vine//
kid u can't spell i can cuz im made of a photovoltaic cell/
ur stupid as fuck and ur rhymes are stale and in the direction ta fail//
i'm the best in the game atleast i made u take the walk of shame/
my shits tight urs lame by the end if the day i'll be known as the nigga wit fame//
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-Im Young Black and Gifted-
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