Yea my bad some shit came up.
This Little faggot flames until there's nothing left
Your'e tryna get in the game but it's sudden death
You dropped first, I'm suprised you had the balls to rap
Under pressure you snap like the man infront of the quaterback
No need to respond or talk, it's over
I'll roll up on your block like a G, you roll up on a block like chauffer
In my life never have I heard a worse sound
You rapping is like a fat kid it won't work out
I got steel to hit up you tired bums
THe only steel you have is when I leave you in the iron lung
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