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IP:
I'll piss on your show and thats for certain//
Drop sand bags on you from the wing and drop the curtain.
I'll give you the worst splitting headache//
Cuz i'll rattle your nerves, cuz I spit earthquakes.
Im cutting you down like lumber jacks cut trees//
Trouble is you so weak youve already crumbled in front of me.
I dont give a fuck if you a bad man around the city//
Cuz when you heard I was after you, your shorts turned shitty.
Hysterical, in shock, when you posted this battle without telling me//
Your were hoping for no show votes instead of winning fairly.
Your spine dont exisist, you wobble like a jelly//
You skill left in the fridge to long, its stale and smelly.
What can I say to player who dont play//
This is like a game chess son your just a peice in my way.
I can see right through with my character analysis//
But I cant see your stomach cuz your straight up gutless.
Sneaking a post in is the lowest of the low//
But then you got more slime than a snail and your slow with your flow.
I finish this bout leaving you embarressed and shamefull//
You put on this rap pasona, your fronting, cuz your real life is so dull.
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