Flyweight
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IP:
Callin you out to battle was kinda pointless,
with them wack ass verses you spit, i've 'ready won this//
only punch you swung worth ducking was the one bout goin' to bed,
lucky for me i dont have a step-dad, in mine, nagging for head//
Big ass words you wrote trying to sound sophisticated,
when all you sound like, is a whining prick that just got castrated//
hoping those complicated words you spat will get you elevated//
you faggot, all you capable of spittin' is you fathers cum,
it must have sucked getting a sagging dick shoved up your bum,
its only too bad, in this battle, i was second to none.
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you aint ready for this
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