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Originally Posted by Dirty Customs
who in the fuck is this prick, i will damage his spit
even if he had influzena his flows wouldnt be sick
my words walk all over you with a pair of spiked cleats
feed his mother doggy treats right after i skeet
keep on smokin that ounce as i run up in your house
took your tv and your couch and called your father a slouch
becasue you cant see me like your name was ray charles
but he dont have no talent unless its suckin balls
your lil rhymes are strait candy, and u try to be manly
u in the mirror poppin ur acne, you are more like a panzi
u's a fag hoe with a rainbow flow
wearin pantyhose with his tounge in some dudes asshole
u need alot more skill if u plan to bury me
but he a fag clown and probably wanna marry me
i dont get down like that, i'll sodomize your sister with a bat
u's a weak cat, geek cat, take that
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do you think you could handle it an take the truth?
one things for sure -
your all ass like how catholics rape their youth,
i hate your cavity ridden bazooka tooth,
ya trying ta shoot the truth -
but get blown up by ya own bomb that you produce,
ya goose is loose and about ta be slaughtered,
cuz my punches handle any bitch rhymes you daughtered,
you say your sick? well only cuz ya rhymes are doctored,
when i was a rookie i spawned some greatness,
then it was adopted by nerds like you, and your all rapists,
youre a rhyme sadist, cuz all ya rhymes are hurtin,
whatever floats your boat fag, just know the tides are turnin,
appetites and minds perverted by my fine desserts-kid,
you still need ta be trained before you know how ta work it.....
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