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IP:
Aiight here's my verse...if ya don't understand it, then don't vote!!
I’ll go ‘gentle-man’ cuz I said I’ll go ‘first’ n that’s all I gotta spit,
You must be ‘acrobatic’ cuz you ‘bending’ no more x(neck)-Ill-split-it/
Go pivot cuz in ‘around about’ your ‘circling’ your self in your own rut,
You droppin ill lines would be like you adjaculatin outta your nuts/
That’s right you ain’t got sea-men so you make-up for that and see-men,
Whyte boy you claimin thug but you couldn’t get into ‘hell’ if ya were the ‘demon’/
Thug there’s no-chance in hell of winnin this ‘battle’ wit me,
I end-your-trance(entrance) bubs till you sign the ‘treaty’/
You re-treat me wit your presence cuz I like watching fooling(falling) ‘clowns’
You claim NY, but yorkies aren’t for girls so the ‘circus’ is where he’s found/
~1~dun
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