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you break the pattern Buttle went gay selection,
  I want to ask the judges, the slag into a pair of what happened to me?
  you whisper something into the microphone did not understand could
  I have for you is your worst fear, that never overcome

  posledneya your battle because you know you got involved so
  car overtook inevitably valish to hell amigo
  I'm tired of your chatter you take my mouth wedge
  I'll crush your rap because he plasticine
    
  I understand all your shortcomings will not hide the fog
  I sincerely hope soon rack up mad
  while your battles on the ceiling is round two
  and generally better Bind rap shit because all it took

   You took me hard, I Exposed wire
  I would stand evident but why moan again
 you are very wrong will not be been on an equal footing, we
 much higher though you'll syp me insult to injury