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From: Da Motha Fuken Brooke Yo |
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dawg their must be sumthin wronge with your eyes, i distictivly sed 10/
u put 14, and it's more of a mess then the 5th of hen/
and half those words youll never see in a dictionary/
now let me flip some shit around and make it a diffrent story/
dawg Il burn YOU so bad someone would mistake u for charcol/
il have the 3 $1000 fine and a life sentince for lyrical arsnol/
and go ahead slit my vocal cord, with your broken ass rusty sword/
you could tri to stab me with it but it's so blunt it couldn't cut through a fuckin bored/
dawg u damn rite, i do get all the girls and now i got a distictive feelin/
You couldn't kik my ass evan if i came over to you in New Zeland/
done dawg...
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