Got'em

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25 Jan 2020

Check this new track, I hope you guys like it, let me know. Lyrics below. See you got no idea you spit out your mouth like gonorrhea, your raps are trash I'll smash this beat with heat like I'm gonna smash your head boom your dead, murder this beat when I spit the words like I was Sweeny Todd. Odd that your breath smells dung, I hung you in the street like the cartels, you want to part, well goodbye hope your career dies, let the flies eat your corpse cause it smells I open up like Machine Gun Kelly, damn your smelly, raps stink like shit, you sure bit off more than you can chew taken me on that was wrong Slumberland when it comes to your heat, you can't keep a beat, shit guess your hit missed, yeah I sure kissed your girl, she liked it better yet she loved it, shoved this beat so far up your ass, can you feel my heat? Need to take a breather, nothing sweeter than making you bleed, heed my warning, your raps are corny, I made your girl horny, she'll want me in the morning You left a bad taste after your haste, you created a track that was wack, feel my wrath as I spit flames on dames all day with my lyrical gymnastics, yeah I cracked this and its my first day I'm crackin these lyrics while I'm smackin your girls ass, pass the gravy, boat so large it could fit 10,000 people, call me Noah, show? uh... that was wack as you layed that track, you stand there and stare as you know you can't compare to my heat as I kill this beat Who? you? no way son, I'm the don, corleone, swore you won't, don't try, you'll fry under my rays all the ways I rip you sit by and run dry, rhymes toast, you boast a big game but your an even bigger flame, gay as you stay to the side as I fly by, told you you ain't bold showed you up cold, like the flu, Boo!

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Check this new track, I hope you guys like it, let me know. Lyrics below. See you got no idea you spit out your mouth like gonorrhea, your raps are trash I'll smash this beat with heat like I'm gonna smash your head boom your dead, murder this beat when I spit the words like I was Sweeny Todd. Odd that your breath smells dung, I hung you in the street like the cartels, you want to part, well goodbye hope your career dies, let the flies eat your corpse cause it smells I open up like Machine Gun Kelly, damn your smelly, raps stink like shit, you sure bit off more than you can chew taken me on that was wrong Slumberland when it comes to your heat, you can't keep a beat, shit guess your hit missed, yeah I sure kissed your girl, she liked it better yet she loved it, shoved this beat so far up your ass, can you feel my heat? Need to take a breather, nothing sweeter than making you bleed, heed my warning, your raps are corny, I made your girl horny, she'll want me in the morning You left a bad taste after your haste, you created a track that was wack, feel my wrath as I spit flames on dames all day with my lyrical gymnastics, yeah I cracked this and its my first day I'm crackin these lyrics while I'm smackin your girls ass, pass the gravy, boat so large it could fit 10,000 people, call me Noah, show? uh... that was wack as you layed that track, you stand there and stare as you know you can't compare to my heat as I kill this beat Who? you? no way son, I'm the don, corleone, swore you won't, don't try, you'll fry under my rays all the ways I rip you sit by and run dry, rhymes toast, you boast a big game but your an even bigger flame, gay as you stay to the side as I fly by, told you you ain't bold showed you up cold, like the flu, Boo!

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