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South Paw, murderous methodology.
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It's time for a new flow, It's time for a new style
In accordance to delivery is the only time that you wild
Son I'm cancerous and everybody knows the wack fail
Roy's so fucking white he couldn't give me a black male
Damn! Wassup now!?, Yeah what up clown!?
Go head raise ya voice it's gonna get slapped down
And speaking of ya voice, i don't think ya throats real
Sound two dicks in ya throat while you gargling oatmeal
I'm robbing his hopes still yeah I'm blatant with skill
So I'll end your season early like you david chapelle
Hell, why even front you aint black wearing a crown
I've elevated since we met, you stuck on the same sound
Stuck on the same ground, been checked with his mouth raw
Cuz we all seen Roy get his ass knocked out by South Paw
You aint never been a royalty son I'll make you cry
But if you really wanna be one, I'll call you princess die
I'm whoping his ass hoping to crash yeah that's yo faulter
Cuz I leave T's broken in half son...like pro golfers
I'll make you see some real shit by ya eyes faced
Cuz I'ma make royal flush......like high straights
And you not undefeated, son that's a fucking lie
Cuz Two weeks ago you got zero votes against skrybe
& I'll dismantle where you live, cuz I aint getting down with group love
And if you really some want beef then you can catch it tucson
You on some freestyle off dome wacker than a school yard
Come on dog Brother Ali is blacker than you are
This aneorexic bitch swearing all his disses copious
Roy could only be The Last Emperor of Ethiopia
& You faggot homie, gayest dime I've seen
So if you really royalty then you a drama queen
I'ma sick him destroy, bitched like a toy
I'll attack you witout warning like siegfried and roy
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