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yo, m.j lover i read that thing about the heart,
if i win trust me on this one, fuck it i won't even start
ive got mind control over you like d.bo,
cause u aint my friend, wen i'm around ur quiet, wen i'm gone ur be tlking again.you think your rhymes sick,i'll leave u lying stiff, i'll put ur corpse in a himelick and brake ur spine bitch,the pain to make your voice change octive,from low pitch to high pitch,every hour i kill a hostage.i judge mc's by ther lyrical fitness and punish 2 hot for putting corny stickers on his mixes,you scratch my back i'll scratch yours bitch, i'll eat your swordfish if suck my sausauge
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