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That shit was aight, but that shit wasnt tight/
Plus it probably took ya dumb ass all fuckin night
My lyrics are fatal, put yo ass in my fable/
Peta-roll! Bitch like a dominoe table
I spit hot shit until the day of my death/
You spit hot shit kuz of ya stanky ass breath
Tha only good line that you had was tha one about jobs/
You forgot to state your consists of suckin on nobs
Ha ha you've been merked and Im just about done/
How do I know so much about you? Ask your mom your my son!
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