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IP:
yo my rhymes pack a puch about to give your face a new shape//
every one step back and watch this peace of shit disinigreate//
leave your hole body scrapped whit razor blades from the bottom of some ice skates//
then spray maze, got your mom tryin to put your head back in place with bandaids//
but its impossible 2 hand fix//
im way ahead of my time like jimmy hendrix//
but this mathafucka spits nothing but shit like ass cracks//
this pussy its about to get his legs waxed//
yo carson you couldnt get to my level with jet packs//
this dude's broke he got no paper just like wet-backs//
i am the dopest there's cant be no other//
who the fuck is carsonjet? jimmy nutrons little brother!!//
u better get your self some protection cause i come armed bitch!!//
this fools flows stink like sweaty arm-pits//
u gotta luve my sick spits//
now i know he ain no thug only slugs he got is the hard metal rings around his lip-sticks//
ha im just bugging out//
murderin mathathafuckas i aint from illegal crew 4 nothin come on now//
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