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IP:
Beginning
Hold up stop there, ya shoes must be filled with cement cause ya ain't goin nowhere//
Ya flow doesn't match up here, that ain't energy ya feelin thats fear//
Whatch a tryin to do, don't compare ya drop to mine cause its light, its true//
This verse is heavy, it stays stuck in ya mind like glue, my rhyme are the opposite of yours they're new//
Building Up
What afta two bars ya cryin to ya mom, well I guess its a good idea cause I dropped a lyrical bomb//
Stay calm cause getting wild makes it worse, You'll need lip balm cause of the wind that blows from this verse//
This behavor is very strange, at the shooting range ya turned the gun on yourself cause ya knew ya looked deranged//
My theory has been changed, ya didn't get hit with the ugly stick ya got hit with ugly canes//
Finisher
Next time ya mke a callout say only newbies//
I asked ya to spell ya name ya spelled it with 2 b's//
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