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Hello, hello, hater, I could put out one album, hit major, and leave it at that so you can get time to catch up,- I could. But I'll probably just put out a second one to guarantee you never catch up. Hey, you asked for some arrogant shit. I could serve you more like extra ketchup Serve you wireless raps with the audacity of warrant-less taps I spit rare stones, my kidney stones are diamonds, I take a jumpkick, freeze-frame over toilet, shit gold, damn this must be proof I'm filled with jewels So, drink a crate of Hater Kool Aid and cool off like a crater on other side of moon, Feel better sooner than later, hater, take care http://www.myspace.com/heremakhetonline
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