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jennthebenn's got the dmx affliction
discerning taste is clouded by her noise rock addiction
on DMX's jock like jesus with the christians
she's the Sigfried & Roy to my rap street magician
superflous fluff disguised as wack rhyme spray
booty stank rhymes that come in wide array
leftover routines picked up like a stray
cribbed from notes left behind by the fat Dr. Dre
or even The Chronic, check the books for ebonics
at least she don't cry like Floatslow's histrionics
envisage her rhymes like a doo doo and tonic
while I blow it away like some good hydroponic.
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