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Oh it's ok
You really did try
I'll admit you did your ply
Your raps got no Rhyme!

These are the string I grew up on
I was spitting rhymes just to kill time
I swing my verses here and there
I spit out fire with gentle care

I'm not big or ugly
But hell im not very huggly!
I swear and curse
I do it all in just one verse

Now why are you here?
Is it to be my opponent?
Or did you get lost looking for dolls, Barbie and Kent?

He ho!
No matter it's all over
Your done with
Now pick up your back beat it
Can't you see my raps are fire?

Haha I spite out these rhyme and I never tire!
What did you hear?
There's traps everywhere!

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