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Packed Graves
it's simple. & when it's all said and done, this cat will bleed
I'm ripping through graves on a path to glory, and not cuz I'm playing the new assassins creed
my styles rated R, cuz I'm tearin out lungs and slashin limbs
ur rhymes are straight 'PG,' but somehow still manage to have ass in them
des will hand u a beating the likes of which u have never seen, son
people will hold their breath when they pass graves, but not for superstitious reasons
give u credit for showing up, even tho this week u got no fuckin chance
last week u got beat by letterman like a nerd who asked his girl to the homecoming dance
I plan to champ this, & when I do I'll tell u what it's like, u sad geek
cuz u will never see a belt like I was still battling fat Joe from last week