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IP:
im a verbal assasin sent here on a mission//
to wipe out this bitch ass emcee straight outta existence//
ima lyrically murda you an leave your twisted body 10 ft under//
rhymes comin outta my mouth faster then a bolt of thunder//
i'll come up on your block with my glock cocked lookin to take away your crown//
pump you with a barrage full of bullets an watch your blood hit the ground//
now ima give you the chance now to wave your white flag and walk your ass home//
you decide to stay then be prepared to get hit with a lyrical slug made purely of chrome//
go down faster then the 9/11 towers when u see the way i handle my flow//
your scared now aint you, here's the mic, now it's your time to go//
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