fine ill spit first
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bitch u thinkin like..u got a S on yo chest///1
my words will penetrate thru ur... neck and yo vest*///2
you thinkin u a lil young g...but yo dick's a zero-dot-one three**///3
how do i know? ur mom told me.. cuz ima P.I.M.P///4
hit the bitch with my nine inch///5
now she got more then one stitch///6
took the money from her... and made her un-ritch///7
listenin to these words... I made her son twitch///8
im talkin bout the kid... wit one-dick who also got one-clit///9
ain't that some shit? but im done-wit: battlin' this dumb kid///10
only reason u got a great record///11
is cuz u got no life...except-for///12
stealin' all the rhymes...from ur german-shepard///13
I don't got too much time...soo I'll say this in my next line///14
now im done for fine rhyme///15