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pyRoMaNiAc: Let me swop ths "track" n change th "beat(bit)"/
I c u like my "(c)rap" bt u say it aint "shxt?"/
Imma bury ths pussy aftr I kill it/
take his cerebrum out n drill it/
moreover u'll get wacked n get slit for insulting the champ/
now th bar is escalated n u startin to feel death/
i came to destroy ths fake rap u crapped/
cz u reek wackness on every part of ur interlect/
dd I defuse u yet? No? I'll punch u!! Nw thnk bwt tht/
u a gay moron jst shy of running in heels on ths deck/
I think you have a scanner fit in my toilet seat, the way you copied my shxt
But you for-goat one thing pussy, you can't be me, You still sloppy by wit
I'm a vet from toe to head, You're nothing your cock is dry bitch
Writing weak lyrics You can't rap on I can say You gon choke at high pitch
Your rhymes falling off the cliff below the standards I had set
Too much bad words are bad for your health Kid you need bed rest
I'm fed up of your childish lines So Imma speed up my delivery like Fed-X
I can't waste no more space So I cut your shxt here & Paste-e-side you to a dead pest