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you got a spinal disease you fell over from a small little breeze the 2 magic words please and step off bitch your to rich you make me itch you look like one of the villans from Lee lo and stitch kill yo family still littly ill from Walmart artillery vill some alter egos un atended people get offended by anything it could be a goddamn chicken wing break ya bone so you gotta be in a sling it's crazy if you text a hoe you could get lucky and you'll get more then xos your long distanced uncles dream is an army of walking malbaroas and his nightmare is one scarecrow and a very hairy toe and his daughter watching the Cosby show keep her away from drake OVHOE rap is divided like some pantie lines you could get shot faster then stepping on a landmine mf doom ryhmes like dimes sometimes the ryhmes turn into violent crimes shooting arrows down the line