ight ment......here we go....

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Ight Look, I Know I Got U Shook, So I Won't Be Mean Now//
Connected To His 'Kidneys' Too Much This Fag Moved Outta 'Bean'town//
I'm Prayin You Don't Expect To Win, Or Hope To Fight//
Cuz U Ain't Ill At Battlin, Let Alone Ur So Called Open Mics//
I Ain't Seein This Doughboy, So I'm Makin Him Give My Bread Back//
I'll Soak Ya Spine Wit Bullets Mexican.....Now Say U Ain't A Wetback//
I'll Send ONE Punch Through My Post, And Guarentee That'll Hurt Bitch//
Your Style Is Ripped Off More Than Price Tags After Purchase//
You Look Like An Idiot, Evolve Set The Battles Randomly Dude//
You Took THIS Long To Realize Ya Squad Was Too Ill For You 'Fore U Abandoned Ya Crew?//
I Know This Cat's A Pussy, So I'll Just Feed Him Clit//
Askin Me Nicely To Reply To Ya Open Mics, Cuz Nobody Reads Ya Shit//
I'll Put This Kid In His Box, Then Leave A Nail In His Coffin//
You Can't Tell His Face From His Ass So I Guess His Tail End Is Coughin'//
And Fuck This Geek, Cuz This Time I Ain't Holdin Out//
I'll Put A Bullet Under Ya Chin To Make Sure I Close Your Mouth//

Pz.