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No showin?
Yeah, I'm betting, since I'm bringing Out Lines That Hurt,
William didnt Check In, He didn't want it to Outshine His Verse,
I put Nines To Herbs, Not to mention I got the Best Millie,
Spit in the Clip, Put the Fifth in ya ear, Just to Wet Willie,
With no Regrets Really, An Idol was once Hailed, Then
William Hung himself,
After you jocked his name ... with half the Talent,
Your Failing, Ya not Skilled Kid, Tho You Came Back Hard,
Call Ya Bruce Willis,
I'll have ya Layin In a Hole Ten Yards, In Ya Backyard,
Around Men The Fags Hard, Just Demaning Some Beef,
He's been playin a Pretty Toney, Like Ghost Fans This Week,
This Mans A Geek who raps about his city, wishing to Be Me,
I'll admit you got me Skipping "Town", And the rest of the CD,
Be Re-Lieved with an L, all ya get When your A Herb,
Lara Croft owes me cash, She bet she could find a Gem in ya Verse,
Oz'll put an end to this nerd, & You know you'll Lose When,
I leave Wil-Son'd, like that Faggot on home Improvement
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