Round 2 fight,
Rite rite, good night, knocked you out you don't even know yet, flick your sweat at ya, just smacked ya faster than I hit ya wife, with my mister Diccc bomb boom,
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Stickle, wripple, I'll keep this simple, see your dimpl, dic did it sorry I put one in the bad ya head to, ask momma who was creepin when ya daddy sleepin, eww boyyy she enjoy my big boy,
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Fake talk can walk I'll verbally chop ya up, leve ya to fertilize the lawn, your now talking to a Lyrical Suicide bomber blow up ya spot dic dow everyone around, splis splash who made that mess,
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Next Next sounds like ya mom talking about a bomb, that's what she called me, just this morning, called me her strong coffee, flexed it in her mouth got stuck she couldn't breathe, pulled it out she lost some teeth, here take these, haha please really do,
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Tick tock look at the clock, it's that time everyone is mine, climb up here level up, you are not enough, scuff duff tell wife enough is enough, stop calling me, get off my D. DIC she a zipper gripper, nut sipper, I'm a Mike dropper, not her doctor,
Gino she a ho,
Call Santa yo, ho ho ho,
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Wow now now how do you do want you do when you, get cought playin with your D,,,I. C,,,,, publicly, self fucccing can't get putang, boomerang jaker slaking hootyler looking boofer,
Swerve over here, puck up your sister, she gotta leave I'm done me jo Bob and Steve, she said Choo Choo who knew, she could do all this and drink it,
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Swing diinggos flamingus pink big diccc,whit guy splittin chocolate to pink, slit blood drip, I knew it, she does now calls me Mr cow moo moo boom cooker out to the farm, she's coming like I hit her feed alarm, running across tge farm, for a baby arm,
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Twinkle Twinkle twinky holder, getting older smell like bengay way, your moma la pinga on my jinga, she fell down, I'm here to Clown, your gonna have a little sister now, I blew her up like a water balloon full of creamy white stuff, call her Boston cream pie, nah mean Lil lean,
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Ratta tat tat ratta boom pow slappen mommas azz now, ding sind it's my turn, thought you might learn somethin, mor then where I been in her, Your nex Lil brother might be my Ken, mom sippin, on me again, all 4 lips on this dic,
Moanin and moanin like grone folks Ben doing somethin to her, she keeps her hand in my pocket a good grip on my fatty dic, she wanna lick,
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Start to stop really quick I'll mop the floor made your girl moo like a cow it's finny how she crawled over mooing begging for mercy, before I Slaughtered her like a good mooing hore, She blew my horn before kissing you, no joke she got smoke goody gobler, lots of slobber, Next time it's her pooper scooper leave her dropping
MAC Cracker. 
