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With earth shattering trauma, I'm Killing this Drama
Your Act is Slept On worse
Than Katherine Hepburn Dead in Pajamas,
Flexing your weak ass persona, Still live with your momma
Plus your Chest stays Caved
Faggot, Nickname it "Osama"
I quit writing in volumes, No need for a story
And still murder your Corny Lines
Like victims words before they die at Lake Vorhees
Break you faster than thrown cylinders crashing
Bitch, You Run Home
More than players after Barry Bonds' Batting
Pitifully laughing, Nigga, You rep the Regime?
You come off like DJ Saddam Hussain,
And simply produced tapes to lie to your team
I've spied on on your steez, Nigga, Ya rhyming is cheap
Even comparing your speech,
You prove Fischer Price has made better MCs
You were never Elite, Your spits are Zero Degreez
To you, I am Night of the Living Dead
Your brain = "Stick A Fork In Me, Please"
Just another bum in disgise,
Nobody's loving this guy
Never a quotable from his Head,
And his Biters are just hundreds of Lice

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