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you rappers here thing you hard shit but really you just scared shit
you just missed the whole meaning of your diss
and you dont even got a hardship
you see i never bullshit i just admit what im doin and sumit
so hit the bottom of the pirimid
you make me sick always caliming you not
noithin close to a snitch
well i guess we will find out when i stitch yo
ass up like slammin your head in the kitchin fridge
and inch by inch ill drag your ass to the ditch so switch you gay shit
before i make you glitch
you see my rhymes are savage and i wont ever miss the passage
im not no package im not average and i am damaged
so this is what happens when you maggots try and match my graphics
you better start a plan with it because im gonna load up a strap with it
so just know if i say im
 
you see when i get on this beat i kill like im on a fleak
and all these bitches want something to do with me but i dont even geak.
you wanna see my plan you wanna get on my level and hit my land?
well then you better start throwin hands cause ill never collapse
and ill just adapt to you compacts and atcack your brodcasts
im sick of making this game look like an easy lane i just wanna remain
the same in my own little place instead of having to prove why im in
this rap wrane they call me trame im comin to inslave your
babies and inject them with rabies and feed them to israles
like bitch this is the 80s they trained me to spit a little bit crazy
i dont hide under the blanky ill come to create wazzys

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wrecked_treck135
Member since January 14 2017

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