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As I sits taking hits
tryin' to shake off the fits
and the football pundits
talk 'bout playoff shit
with the bytes and the bits
as floatingslowly admits
his rhyme mind be shaky like his rhyme themes be flakey
your hip hop permits
I'll be forced to remit
you smell rap's doodoo pit
I'll lick hip hop's sweet tit
fingernut her wet slit
go balls deep bit by bit
spread the word, ain't you heard? floatingslow gets the bird!
and on and on and on and on and on and on and on.......
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