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Your best rhymes bein held "ransom", cause you ain’t spittin anythin’ first-rate/
They musta taken yo erection too, cause it won’t get up when you masturbate/
As I step up to the plate, you realize that this loss for you is fate/
You startin to choke, rhymes barely comin up through your throat/
I understand your lyrics less then a chinese guy fresh off the boat/
I'll buy ya the remote for your "wheel-chair" afta my rhymes "cripple" ya just to show ya I care/
There's two main differences between me and you, its quite funny/
My job makes me lots of money, I go home and fuck my hunny/
Your job pays crummy, you goin home to see the new monthly Playboy Bunny/
In 5 minutes you smearin yo dick with honey, and makin the picture all runny/
spit..
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