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My Rap Skills Verse 3

Stereotypes on the mic are all alike one with the rest can I stress I'm the best on a savage conquest to conquer those plonkers with lyrical bonkers institutionalized no, individual guy, about to spit to all the fools I live a life with miracles you scream out scenes with vocal cords that draw on boards the done before a blunder under wonderful in the bin and dumpster walls, these Trim sounds sing original the dawn that spawns phenomenals ba-da-der ba-da-der ba-da-der ba-da-derks yes I write these words and that rhyme bloody works sing along and feel the perks I think I rhyme the just desserts.

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