Ground the Man on the Moon

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You the spaceman that got a burnt ego thinkin you got dope flows/
The fact is you got no real goals or talent,seein' your new here is evident/
I got the shit to send you back to your mother and cry/
I'm the one to make you wannna die cuz your an inbred fuck/
You see my opponent was an accident waiting to happen/
While your over there thinkin' your skilled I'm sitting here laughing/
Now your dealing with the psychoclown yea I rang in, did i come in like a super saiyan?/
Nopebut you can suck on my dragon balls, yea jackets off/
Your rap careers gettin dragged across your ashes so it'll be torched with you/
You challenged me yet nobody knows you except two/
The damage you can do is nothing while I annihilate cities/
While I'm bringin the heat your still suckin on your mammas titties,what a pity/
Your shooting for the stars but I'll make sure you burnout and crash/
This be the First round but for you its your last/
Killing you so fast I'm like an acidic gas cloud burnin your flesh/
with my punchlines makin you see that I'm the real test,the big deal/
Now I'm here and you see my shits for real leavin your brain lookin like oatmeal/

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Shade_Evil
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