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Shut up you inconciderat person, you homosexual.

My rhimes are uncleen like my leftover cemen on your mother's shoulder.

Papa joes and dominos barelly braking like tacos,ku klux klan see me and my managers

I skate with a slick style,freckled bitches with giant peaches,

Self esteem in a thin chair,

we runing this shit like 3 dingleberrys on 3 cheetas.

I like fritos you crunch...tostitos.

Sweg money fo life,and nigga i can touch the sky Swag to the roof,

i is always in da boof kim jong un poops.Grate wal of china

i got no vagina,you don't? lier.Bars like mars space jam i make you ball hard.

Young thug beat Tupac,future beat Biggie,gucci beat Eazy

Eminemfan101 beats wordgenome. you c my flow i c ycmb cash money

guarenteed is king,notice that this man did have his hands up,

this free world got you farting..gassed up i eat pigs i is a big bad wolf.

I mean it wen i is rhymin,started few days ago,my clok be timin,

no troll but i is mr.clean..clear shinin.this be my timin,kobe,my balls are shinin.

i is rhymes jordan,never retirin.