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my dog Special K's got this b*tch on lock
he's humble and he'll rumble that snitch like the doc!
ClownKilla, what kind of a f*cking name is that
you sound like that pussy who's about to splat
my rhymes are lyrical, and my crew's are the illest
you're about to witness your jungle bow down to the realest
Anyways clownf*g, nice mamma joke there
isn't that the same one you used in the last circus fair
You call your dick big but what's that Viagra doing there?
At least I got enough inches to please your b*tch EL NATUREL!
Now back to this Tom guy, who's afraid of his mom
Bro you keep on saying you're the best, but I'm DA BOMB!
But I gave you a chance for this long to prove yourself dog
and all I keep hearing is your lousy excuses how you're the king of this rap rhymin jog.
Ok, so you drink Vodka and you think you're so tough?
I drink 100% spirits not liqour, now that's tough AND rough!
So you're done with this game now, should I be congratulating you?
Oh shit I can't, I'm too busy annihilating you.
Now I step back and let you return with your rhyme
and tear apart your lyrics just like a mime
Oh and of course I have to thank wren and special K
They had my back this whole time, now that shit's ok!
peace out
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