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Everytime you process a thought,you see i dont beat up people laying down,there's not much to beat up about ya,i just need to knock some sense into that tombstone ya carry around on ya lil skinny shoulders,im sure my shit harbour more intelligence,ya need to be dickslapped into oblivion,judging by ya feminine characteristics im sure ya'll get turned on,son ya cant compete with me,ya a paralized shoulder in boots trying to run with a master,ya'll get shit on so bad idiot you'll eat yourself to death

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