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Libra, come on, go ahead, get up off your knees
Reading your "flow" is worse than getting HIV
Maybe not HIV, but the measles or chicken pox
Don't brag when you flow like a sandbox
You could sip on hot tea and when you spit
Hot shit wouldn't spew forth
I see you "come" dumb like Forrest Gump
But I'm ill and flowin like Peter North!
Don't try the rap game, ya might get d-bo'd
Screw that I'll stab ya with the fork in the road
I can hear yall reading my ish like woah
I lyrically stick my d*** in ya head and f' what you know
I didn't cheat either Optimist. Some people can rhyme, some can't. I spoke it and typed the one before this as I went along.
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