You gone need more than "32~lines" Yous an mc who "fisicaly" HATES~RHYMES// Yous the "anti-rapper" wit "those~lyrics" have me thinkin you HATES~LINES// Ya hate your own lines more dan PROS~DO!// Yous a pop "singer~in~disguise" bitch ima bout to EXPOSE~YOU// Btch ima let me finger LINGER~N~RISE// Wit one line i gots ya mind FROZE~BLUE// Yous stuck to cocks like WOOD~GLUE//(get it) fagget of the year, gays CHOSE~YOU// They even have you on the "front~cover" I got the info off YA~MOTHER// Im da bitch's "secrect~lover" oh, i let it slip,shit, well now ya know, say hello to YA~FATHER// Im going to smash THIS~LAME// im da true cause of HIS~SHAME// when peeps speak HIS~NAME// Its only to DISS~HIS~GAME// Yous "wack~fact" ya can't SPIT~A~HIT// My bowls like epilepsy, i shit an you TAKE~A~FIT// Yous "lyricaly~mute" n "fisicly~deff" n after "this~txt" YOU'LL~B~BLIND!// Like kids teddy's yous "metaly~cute" n that shit won't do WHO'LL~B~KIND?// N let you know how wack you really is? no probs i got this, THIS~I~GOT//(think) I piss on me gats n den shoot, so you die from PISS~DIE~SHOT// Now my urine in "your~system" straight INVADING~N~SPREADING// Easy how i make "you~listen" now my germs SETTLING~N~BREADING// No way you gone beat this QUICK~DEMON// Get in me way ima SPIT~VENOUM// Kinda same way ya moms gargles FIT~SEEMEN// She the sickest bitch on da SET~YET// Ima beat you like i do her, nice n BET~WET!// You bein beatin by my MOUTH~SPITS// Ya moms get beatin by my jap eye LOAD~DRIPS// Cos both yous b screamin both yous lil PROUD~SHITS i SPIT~HITS~SICK// dat SPLIT~SHITS~QUICK// split em STRAIGHT~DOWN~DA~MIDDLE// into 2, n have em wunder bout FATE~ROUND~DA~BIBLE// wile I CREATE~SOUND~ON~PEDDLE// like if my foot was put to da floor, n DEBATE~TOWN~ON~METAL// Cos to many youngsters LISTENING~TO~ROCK// When its mc�s who GLISTENING~TRUE~OCK// But you AINT~NO~RAPPER// Dis bitch probably FAINT~ON~PAPPER// Before he see da pen, he PAINT~ON~MEDIA// (windows) copy n paste job like it�s not a TAINT~OF~IDEA// Rap has sent a SAINT~TO~FEED~YA// Wit da EXQUISITE~LYRICS~HE~TYPE// Were as dis bitch nuttin but BULLSHIT~LIC~DICKS~HE~LIKE// An has his whole crew HELPIN~HIM~TO~WRITE// Try to be MAKIN~HIM~SO~HYPE// Shit ya could have a hundred CREWS~BEHIND~YOU// But ya still wanna CHOOSE~MY~MIND~FOOL// Cos u aint even a WANNA~BE~MC// Yous a WANNA~BE~ME// This fool is so clever he SHOWER~WIT~A~HAIR~DRYER// We both spit but mine TOWER~WIT~A~STAIR~HIGHER// Cos my spitten POWER~HIT~DIRECT~PLAYER// Send ya ass in da WRONG~DIRECTION// Bet ya see me in his SONG~COLLECTION// I�ve started me own lil THONG~SELECTION// (ha ha) Of da ones I keep receiving FROM~YA~HORNY~MOTHER// My crew gone BOMB~DIS~CORNY~BLUFER// We know god LOVES~A~TRYER// But he SHUVES~A~LIAR// Straight into da CUFFS~OF~FIRE// Fucking wit me ya must wanna DIE~YOUNG// Cos i'll FRY~SOME// Fools who choose to TRY~SOME// Fucking stupid ass spits thats LIE~DUMB// So close ya mouth BEFORE~YA~DO~SPEAK// Cos my shit BE~PURE~ON~DA~STREET// ..2FUEL..
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