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Sharp
Look, I don't play by da rules... & text is an art, u see
Havin a style that's sick'll sell.. but yo shit weak & I'ma leave u deader than Prodigy
U keep responding here, brave little faggot u forced escalation
Showing heart u wanna chime in? I'd rather stab u in da chest w/ porch decorations
Ur Phillys trash.. I'll do ya fam a favor & put u under man
& after I find Little Africa & bury u there it'll be my dick where ya mother land