I am getting this over wit.
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Pak N. Heat A. K. A. Pussy as Rapper
You couldn't pack heat, if it was sealed in a wrapper
You internet freak, you site in a seat
and you act like you typing when you beatin your meat.
You couldn't see me if I was dead in your face
until the slugs come out the chamber and tear up your waist
Come on, admit it,
you ain't the chosen one, you don't Pak Heat but maybe a B. B. Gun son
An don't continue rappin I really got heat, and I'll send you packin
Ain't no cure, my shit just keeps getting sicker, and you wanna rip
Well let's get on that picture, you trying to look like a thug wit that thick shit on your head, that looks like a a rug. ( I KNOW THAT AIN'T YOU, LOL)
Come on kid you ain't ready I'm a fucking general, fool!
an if you was somebody you wouldn't have ta praten ta pull!!!!!!!!!!!