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The Finals!
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M4 vs M'Fresh vs ReTaKe
I'm sick! Sicker than you, sicker than him, sicker than her and sicker than them. And That'll Be All!
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Peak #1,603
Peak in subgenre #727
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March 10, 2007
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MP3 2.0 MB 128 kbps 2:13
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It’s the Finals.. I’m A Start It Wit’ This Punk Ass Retake Bitch Who Think He Dope But Everyone Knows He Ain’t Shit I Done Sonned You A Phedophile Who Create Sick So Instead Of Him Bein’ Breast Fed He Re-Ate dick You a Clown You Thinkin’ You Down Wit’ KIN You’re Not We Only Let You In, Cuz We Needed a “Mascot” You’re a Joke Kid, And Every One Knows This Man You Barely Made It To The Finals And Had “No Fuckin’ Opponents” There’s No Espace Like You Stuck on My Plate It’s Like a Movie Cuz Dude You Bout To Get “Cut.. Ratake!” For Fucks Sake Stop Speakin’ That’ll Be Enough For You To Lose You Must Be Used To Gettin’ Beatin’ My Pen and Pad Are Impeccable and Timing a Plus I’m Like a Diamond and Y’all Are Bitches I’m “Linin’ Em Up” My Pencil a Weapon Twisted As I’m Writin’ in Blood Like Pre Ejaculation I Get Excited And Bust! My Dominance In This Rap Shit Is Already Known M’Fresh Is Still A Baby, I’ve Already Grown Your Shit’s Soft It’s Saughta Like “Forkin’ a Cushion” You Just Fresh Meat To The Slaughter Like Kids “Caught In A Prison” So Step Back Relax Start From Scratch and Retake Ya Actions Like Arnold, Acting! You Just a Newbie, Get Smart and Fast Cuz Every Time You Rap It’s a “Fresh Start to Rap” Couldn’t Get Over Me Wit’ A Ladder Or Bridge Shit If I Was To Spit As Whack As You, Have To Get Back In A Bib This Faggot Is A Fan Of Will Smith The Type Of Kid To Give Ya Sympathy Like Michael Jackson’s Little Prince I’m The Best Ain’t Nobody Ever Stoppin’ Me This Kid Has Confessed There’s A Typo Is His Name Listen Properly Cuz M’ Fresh You A Mockery He Was Supposed To Put An “S” After The Apostrophe .. (M’s Fresh) I’m Brakin’ These Fags, Takin’ Them Tags No Jokes Y’all Gettin’ Votes Is What’s Makin’ Me Laugh I’ll Put A Sword To Your Forehead I’m Brakin’ A Sweat While you couldn’t a fake a gangsta wit’ G’.. FX! I’m Fuckin’ Both Of You Up -what?- Open ‘Em Up Like Simese Twins Wit’ A Loli Pop “Both Of You Suck” You Wanna Be Bitches, In Fact Go Get It Tucked I Can See Through Both Of You Like I Put A Whole In Ya Gut So What’s It Wit’ You Would You Really Wanna Battle Me So Watch Him Hitchin’ Bitchin’ Runnin’ As I Batter Re’ (Battery) And That’d Be The End I’m Adamant Compatible Wit’ Any Flammable Liquid Burnin’ Both Your Anatomies It’s True We Two Of The KIN’s Finest So I’m A Stick My Dick In His Mouth, Just To Prove He Ain’t A Biter This Match Up Was Useless: 3 Way’s A Waste So I’m A Step Back And Let Y’all Battle For Second Place!
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