hunter

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my lyrics is fat im killing you rats don't believe me go ahead quot me on that knock you out with a punch so I walk with a lisp you hate there ain't a time I ain't killing this I'm a professional disser any dis that came my way missed im to good intrude on you thoughts like a therapist don't worrie bottem off my neck where I start the list holding it with to hands so I don't lose my grip on the game got yall hand cuffed wherein to blings so I guess you can call my to chains but any ways the list goes long most mumbelrs be around my wrist any boddie talking crap will be inside my fist I ain't bluffen em lyricly crushen em never uncuffing em I'm, i'm coming through like a train. I'm killing this thing. Don't mind me. I don't wear bling. Still making course but I still can't sing Unmanipulateable Let's see myself giving A ring I swear I'm on repeat saying the same thing. I won't hang with snakes Is push them till they show a fang I out bid the whole game coming in now my thing you'd be coming in a shark tank cuz I'm attacking form with under every dis that I give comes with lightning and thunder with how I'm killing sheep you'd think that I'm a hunter hearing my lyrics makes a natural wonder I'm cutting you wack rappers down you come last like yo name is Jack and my name is lumber When it comes to wrappers on the very first number

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JuleS

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3 years ago