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no d/r votes
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you spit first

I grind on champs mode//Boi you'll get choked//
You wouldn't drop a track if you was on a railroad//
If you wanna be safe keep yo words to yoself//
Probley couldn't drop a CD if you kocked it off da shelf//
Wanna try and call posts//Boi you ain't shit//
What I'm typin ain't poetry//Get off my dick//
YoungN you out cho mind// you can't be dat serious//
Dis boi is gone mad// like a bitch on her first period//
I'm serious//Even yo Skittlez got me curious//
I'm over dis rap game//Dis guy is sick//
I'll fuck da rap game and yo girl like a porn flick//
How I came to dis sight//only yo mama knows//
If you was in ma face I'll choke you wit yo rainbow//

this guy's been dead the day he challenged me
rappin' like a BeeGee/ fuckin' wit me he'll be six feet//
under the ground cuz with my fist I'll pound
with a thunderous sound/ he'll be air bound//
I'll creep into basement with a knife/
so you better get ready...cuz I'm about to take your life//
I'll hit you with a nuclear attack/ like a maniac
and put a knife in yo' back//
your flow is wack...and and a little slow
I'll knock you down with blow//
my style's so mad, so ill, so vile
cuz I can freestyle...for miles on end
I spit lyrics faster than a bullet in your head/
fuck paper and pen...i'm premium blend//