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I'm da rhyme ninja and this beat's my shuriken,
This flow's my katana, my nunchaku's that pen,
I kick punch stomp + split ya dirty FloSoCo,
I can't stand yr fake MTV rap fosho,
Yr aseptic rhymes and yr slow tempo,
Only serve to hide your lack of flow,
It tastes shit, you kiss my fist,
Go sucka tit, before I hit,
Or I'll throw ya to Pekin, Hong Kong, Beijing,
And you'll feel the poorness of yr human being.
Love sucks only hate can deliver us,
That's why I own ya but ya don't get the fuss,
You may think you're still the best,
But lemme tell you dear FloSloCo, everything has an end,
Your rap kingdom begins to need some rest,
Seeing your rhymes so weak I can already see ya bend,
Shouting is easy but rapping clever is hard,
But for the final I'll play yr game: you fucktard.
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