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IP:
Look at this bitch thinking he can beat me, boy must be medicated/
Planning his lyrical murder inside my head is nothing but premeditated/
Trying to spit wild like you the exorcist, well I am one better, Im the texorcist/
Spitting sulfuric acid strait at the rhymes you make, I'll let you do that spit over, a retake/
Spittin against me is sometihng you need to realize, a mistake/
I'll pull an Undertaker and throw Mankind from the top of the "cell"/
You know that once you hit the bottom your going starit to "hell"/
I would rather have gone to the dentist then battle your pathitc ass/
Cuz my words are stone and there going to shatter yours like glass/
Metaphysical metamorphisis transforming my rhymes into ingravements in stone/
I'll beat you like a fucken dog and and laugh while I throw you a bone/
You should have stayed in bed and thought of something better to spit/
Because right after you read this your going to be thinking, "Maybe I sould quit."/
Not my best shti but something I made up in a hurry.
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