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doing 12
IV.
Don't got nothing left in the tank and hating man..
Your on your last 'resort' like a millioinaires vacation plans..
Girls a ho, with dildo's N weilds sex toys like magc..
Got so much 'tools of the trade' she look like inspector gadget..
Get shot till your dead, I'm a crucial fighter heed what I said..
I could be a boy scout after I put 'knots' in your head..
My knuckles physical, they serve N hit your nerve ends..
I'll 'reign' blows untill my fist make your face a servent..
Don't care about your feelings, I talk trash then do shit..
Not making U angry, I'm leaving U cross then nailing U to it..
Braking whores, U got no chance but still faken more..
When it come to punches.
Your verse got so many unmentioinables it look like a girls underwear drawer..
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