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What don't you get? I'm a misfit with quick wit./
Forget winning, b**h. I'm committed and unwilling to quit./
I'd be this gifted even if Christmas didn't exist./
I'm skipping a wishlist and living what's envisioned within./
No prescription could fix how sick I get when I spit./
This wrist has written sh** you idiots couldn't begin to grip./
But don't twist it. I'm vicious. Equipped to kick the living/
sh** out of sadistic, hypocrite, sinister,wicked pricks./
When I get pissed their best interest isn't getting within/
Distance of this clinched fist. If livid then I'm swinging./
One swift hit and it's finished. Thinking I'm kidding? Come risk it./
If you didn't get it then listen. I'll give it a vivid description./
A dimwit with a split lip, six stitches, and triple vision./
I'll leave him twitching like he's a victim of Tourette Syndrome./
Crippled and timid in grim condition. Wishing it's a ficticious/
Incident and he didn't stick with this decision./ It's ridiculous!/