good shit..





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Its like when the keys starts my mouth-part starts to out-smart this MC tryhard //
This kid can only rock text.. when spittin he tote's a mouth-gaurd..as Satch stabs with glass-shards //
This faggot back's up more than dump-trucks..he's lovin he's rump-fucks in his backyard //
Cameron hopes for votes, pleed'n for applause..after I shred you up you'll be need'n many gause //
Make your own quotes bitch, feed'n lines off mine wont win ya this time.. go bite some more from Nas //
I destroy cam's species easy.. Able only to spit feces this punkster's clearly in need of AC's expertise //
This kid thinks he's a Leathal Lyrisist... but his punch's be hit or miss.. aint nothing to me.. just a rhymic sleeze //
Yous a faggot, you never had it, never did and never will //
So its up to me to give the thrill, show'n by skill who's really ill... //
Claim'n to have already won this bout //
But it aint over till AC knocks someone out//


I was 1-3, when the votes do come in.. soon you'll see..
That both you and me.. will be even... a modest 2-3 ...


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