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dat verse barely hit me nigga i only got ~nipped~u like a fat kids pants cuz jus waitn 2 get ~ripped~//
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You'll never get in front of me cos your always a step behind, that’s why your homosexual, chasing rectum consumes all your time//
Your rhymes reek of wackness and counterfit mixed together, Worse than a diss track written by Ja Rule, your rhymes humiliate you forever//
My composite composition, on-line is a long tradition incompetent rhyme submissions, I dominate with no competition/ /
You'll commit suicide after reading this, you could say its fatal information, Cos nobody gives a fuck about the formation, your verse was your dying declaration//