Spare Me Your Bullshit
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IP:
yo
you wanna have it wit cash, then grabit u'll turn ta ash/
brunin touch when i crash, bigger than a 10 keg bash/
an overloaded brain means the shipments late/
coted pain gleems on me as u git ya hip replaced/
shit re-traced, it's a glich he faced, i dug'a ditch now he dirt encased/
like a prosecutor werks the case, i'm out for a bloody verdict in this place/
text lines the best hacker in the world couldn't erase, an uncatchablle pace/
the un-crackablle source code even ya fortune teller couldn't forbode/
but here's ya crystal ball, as i stood in 6 spots at once ya punches missed'em all/
im'a mygician liftin mc's, wit telekenetic levitation battle technique/
no prescription refill please, i'm energetic wen disgracin Jet Li/
too fast fo da one, leave u legs wit two casts not one/
now who got run, cuz u aint movin, not even makin an attempt/
i'm choosin the life of brakin on the set/
fuckin suspenseful shit u breakin a swet, wheres that breather, u takin one yet/
Well i take it u should jet and just completely forget/
i could get nasty but u'll prally beat me, u a vet/
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