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You have, scars in your mask like That for real We'll have to fix that, yo sit back
Your flow remind me of a nigga that I just don't style and delivery Might as well his grill the scaple, the alcohol, plants 25 hundered get you style like...
This, right will lift your grill put height in your mack Don't take to off If you want a nose like Jackson
If you it done right, nigga come see this maybe even send your We can fix them From a C cup to a D cup Make big shits, doctor lick em, yeah
I like to, axe em, jack em for their need a facial I'll change the tone in the inner racial After I'm done, you might have a pouch tone Nothin' my scaple fix What kind of face you
Singing I want the that make me look like I can rhyme
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Voice: But I can find the skrilla, if I can have that nigga face Saafir!
That's inposterous, plus I cloned a microphone type of shit you on, I hope you got insurance Before I sit you on my And lead you to an breather If ya not broke, I'll save your face like and make it right Casue fake ain't tight You plastic surgury
I the same ole rhymes, the same ole style (It you need plastic surgury)X5
I'm located, at, the bottom of the list I to malpractice, complicate a surgury Intoxicated, smoke cigaretts, drop ass in your feel the utencil, is dull like a pencil And a nigga place pussy get fucked Without a kiss or a hug, like blood, Transfused a junkie With the hair of Jones, I reconstruct the Of all hip hop
Ras I date fat that weight 215 With low self esteem, cause it's to get the pussy I'm vinyl liposuctions
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This shit is blown, you better head to the clinic After Captain A Hoe, we had the luitenit get straight, we hear to seperate the fake from the classic niggas get if they plastic
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I, never, my hands The only rubber gloves I wear is on my But I'll split you Like Jackie Chan, the way I my wristhand I make ya sick, but I'm a doctor, don't Hopefully, in surgury, I won't on a tile file and twist ya lips Collin Powell Descriptions I'm For the ones thats over bitin' on records bitin', to God, send your I'll put your mask on, fast like Romidon and bitches, I have, ? half in the paper, they named me A Professor, a Mad Scientist, with a long line of clients BITCH! GET OUT OF MY You don't have an appointment or an For me to your face in my practice Never when I"m insurting these plastic patches Seems like you need surgury