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Lyrical Throwdown
Its that time again
for a lyrical throwdown
dont fucking pretend
we'll tear down your whole town
now when it comes to rhymes
I pop em like cherries
and when you talk about ice
I'm the White to the Barry
so step outta my face
if you cant handle the jazz
cause we runnin a race
and im whoopin your ass
but if you think you can play
step up take a shot
but if you cant rap
you're the end of the plot
now im backin out
to see what you got
just open your mouth
then prepare to get rocked
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yeah, its that big
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