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 yo when i speak, everybody listens/tryin to find out who it is, herbals dissin/
 cuz they know they will eventually, be missin/
 found in a river floatin all bloated/
 im swordsman morse so withouth the "S"/
 finesse? a concept i comprehend less/
 so when i battle i put mc's chest, through much stress/
 i cant take it easy it just cant be done/
 like tryin to c walk after drinkin a gallon of rum/
 when i battles i take thats shit deeply/
 like a cathator inside me tryin to peep me/
 to sum it up i beat u with 20 scores & run it up/
 im wild buck while u suck coudn harm me if ya had an armored truck
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