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Your lyrics bounce off me like im wearin bullet-proof
My game is on fire like tha mothafuckin roof
I will lyrically chop off ur head, and throw it to tha doggs
Ur vision is all blurred, like ya standin in some fogg
I will Verbally Rape u, but not like Kobe
I will tell tha truth, then yall can adore me
Eyo bitch, ill take a fuckin Taco Supreme
Bein a manager, is that really ur dream
I got tha answer for ya, even tho im not AI
Ur game is whack, now its time fo ya to die....


somethin real quik like.....now u spit