[DcifrThs]

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My rhymes you can find in the dictionary
i draw my gun and paint the picture scary
while im givin dick to sister mary
you downstairs playin pictionary
i get ill with the skill, my vernacular's spectuacular
the deadly em-cee please dont tempt me, ill drown you in the red sea, turn it to the DEAD sea, my style is dead-ly and stiff like a mummy, im tryna get that Jay Z Sean Carter money
im pushin a benz while you workin for endz
sellin corncobs, im beatin down clowns wit a sack fulla door knobs, pray to god, i war hard,
kill everyone in your outfit, for the people who doubt shlt, got no clout yet, need to learn the game before you get out-wit, now you out swiftly like a quickie at a lodge stall, but you still finished like fat kids in dodgeball
so anybody who gets to testin me, or questions me, ill leave you in blood like a destiny flash-back, I smash tracks, got the 4 pack in my backpack, and I aint talkin bout snackpack, all you guys get lit, faster than a sidekick gits flipped
you like damn, this shlt aint funny to me, cause garbage men be makin more money than me,
Your rhymes are pretty hot like meat in the sun
but your shlt spoliled dawg, you done OK? every dawg has his day, now its time for you to go to bed
cause i gotta throw-back, but it throws back lead.

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embarrassing.

not even worth putting my name near this crap so i wont sign off