Ayo sorry the wait its just last night I had to leave to work and you were taking to long here's my spit

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Intro
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Ay yo chris I'm ashamed of you, Now knowing why I left you and your mother at the age of two.//
You crying every night, wishing I was there, scared of every black kid when they look and stare//
Walking down that street with your head held low, scared to look and defend yourself when "they" get bold.//(What you call Niga)


Warming up
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That constipated look that you have on your face, is the pernament expression left by the black race.//
Talking about not disagreeing with the KKK, yet your the one being kick in the head... but its ok.//
Saying your not racists, when I'm ashamed you white bringing disgrace to races, I'll have to bust my gat and let you taste this.//


Finishing Touch
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You must be insane to talk about me feeling the pain, when your the one with 0-3 and losing this game.//
Keep talkin like that in front of a nigga, watch it cause likeyou said they wont hesitate to pull the trigger.//
And you know I'm the best cause you been left hanging,
and you have been visited by lyrical death//



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