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(read this shit slow to feel the flow)

yo, this man wants to flow with the king of this rap, put my hands 'round his neck, oops---CRACK/

i better do-this-shit-quick, 'fo he changes his mind, before he jets, i'll have to give em a smack/

dude, get-off-of-ur-knees, i don't mean with my dick, put em over my knee, whoops, broke his back/

i read ur last battle, u had me blowin nuthin but chunks, look at ur knees, they're full of big lumps/

suckin off faggots with dicks, sizes of maggots, go clean ur lip, u look like a milk... ad... model/

ur girl couldn't take it n e more, so she come to a real-playa-fo- some, i luv her tits, to play with and fondle/

born on the MEAN streets of boston, what u couldn't handle? movin to miami...u still gotta face the heat./

i'll twist u like riley, make u swallow my rhymes, fuck up ur liver like as if u were mourning, kill ur whole fam and leavin u mournin/

now i gotta finish off this coward, all he does is quiver and cower, plus bickle and babble/

when ur done lickin ur wounds, like the dog that u are, don't pussy out---go to ur mom and tattle./