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I'll shoot you in the head where you lay on the ground/
shoot you like a hound, want to hear how gunfires sound/
bang-bang, i'll shoot you without a mercy like my other victims/
and if you want to stay alive look at my ass and kiss it/
this shit, will end as soon as you admit that i'm the best MC/
no matter how you try to climb high, you just cant' catch me/
you will fall on fifteen seconds like the twin towers asshole/
no, maybe you will stay in three hours in fact hoe/
but you step though, and let the mic up too your mouth/
and when you start i want to kill myself when i hear that sound/
it is horrible, but my shit is adorible, you can't rap a shit/
that's it, you have no mad skills, you're just a one death sind/
you sneeze alot, look at my girlfriend and say: she's so hot/
than i walk with her to you and smile and say, she's yours…NOT/
so just don't try to be hipop, you have no fucking skills/
just take a pill, and die, fuck yes, i hope you will…


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