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Cry's a heavy swinger..if u had a doubt before kid..
..Then I'll hit ya so hard..it'll knock ya soul outta orbit..
Heres advice..Put ya ink, tracks, 'n pen aside..
..I'd say cut ya losses..but that'd be an act of genocide..
You're egos huge..so stop all the talk..
..Even who ya ridin' shows ya got bad taste..in text..balls, and cock..
I aint takin' shots at you..Orb could use some help..
..So I'm givin' you the whole gun..now go shoot yourself..
Orbits under and it's hardly over..
..You don't wreak of wackness..it sticks to you like Body odor..
blah...keyed.
Last edited by Cryogen; 09-30-2003 at 12:17 AM.
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