I am again faced with the task of expounding your incompetence and irrelevance for a third round .........so with out further ado i intend to make it official " 'ZIN Wins " this inapt competition of wits hands down
but the plot thickens ......................
for instance you couldn't be lyrically gifted if i gave you all my notebooks for christmas then shifted my post numbers to ya loggin /status they only scramble ya lettuce (head) like soul train scramble board letters ....while i rhyme to ya heart pounds in the back ground .......even if i bused you poetics for every yard rushed by Bettis you still find a way to make it sound generic on every endeavor ....while Simon yells " I've never!!!! " seen American Idol Auditions type~written until you clicked the post message to send this mess!!! ......go ahead mang edit the text .....it would be betta to tella nukka you quit than to respond to this ....I'm up to my hips in ya assets with my shit shifting fly~fisherman boots made by Timberland strictly for 'ZIN ass kicking ...the salesmen had clues when i told 'em " i need two pair " holdin my pen....Jama~~nah fuck it I can't even type ya name in ...it's like I just typing this shit in .....just for the fuck of it ...so I'ma end this just on lack of interest .....you the bitchest nukka by far common senseless
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