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Gee, I Pee on emcees
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wait...what the f***? I was supposed to try???
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Peak #935
Peak in subgenre #478
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ORANGE JUICE BABY!
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October 13, 2004
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fuck an intro, I'm just quick for the slaughter// slitting the wirst, rippin in no perticular order// I'm winnin' regardless, I'm crackin' the limbs// detaching a leg technically just addin' an M// and if gips an acoronym, he's Gay In Presist// and I Guess I Predicted, this Guy Isn't Piss// and I've got to admit// I do have respect for you.....nah I'm just kidding// so don't get your hopes up, your flows butt// ain't no punchline here...you just blow nuts, you slow fuck// and I'm in no rush, I was done on monday// I only posted up late, to give your ass some faith// damn, ain't that depressin as shit// dooes your dumb ass even know the defintion of gip??// fraudlant, a cheat, swindle, how truly accurate// but they fail to note the wack lix & fruity accent// but I ain't miss it, or the lack to be versatile// and that ya battle verses are just flexes, no personals// so theres no doubt I'm hurting you, cuz gip here got// a little bitch slap, O come with those ric flar chops// and I can go on & on with analogies// but why beat around the bush, you are wacker then me// oh you thought I was done bitch? not by a long shot// O mouth'll make you breakdown like a coughdrop// so boy stop, O is floorin' emcees// and this mufucka will probably diss my team more then me// ya fuckin' dumbass, O's cold like furnaceless homes// and we all know what would happen if berkowitz shown// he'd be catchin this beatin, but gips left for the feastin'// hey whatever floats the boat's whatever I'll sink my teeth in// and please kid, you think that you can beat this dogg// this dude's an asshole, and I'm gettin' deep in (pause)// verbal assrape, then I castrate the wack herb// loss? draw? or win? shit I'm a get the last word// and smack yours, str8 into a body cast & sling// and shit ain't over here untill the fat man sing// bada boom, bada bing, you ain't locking the win bruh// if you ain't like it...mufcuka CRY MEEE A RIIIVVVEEERRR OOOOOO//
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