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You’d better watch out who you’re calling into battle,I’ll brand your fat ass and herd you like cattle,You’re talkin to the Indian dude the MB pimp,comin at me with your weak rhymes I’m gonna make you my gimp,you chimp you know that I’m a boyfriend of your mother’s,I’m so fukkin old I spawned your sisters and your brothers,My flow comes down like a typhoon,Your mammas hairy triangle looks like an axe wound,She always wants to f*ck me cuz I’m famous,So I f*cked away the membrane between her pussy and her anus,her hunger is compulsive for the pole,when I knocked her up with you, you were delivered out her as*hole ( * )You had better think again before you mess with a veteran,come at me with a rhyme and I’ll school your ass again
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