Game on, rhyme on, smack on, tag I'm it, well s*it.
Challenge accepted, digested, only partially neglected.
I'll bring it, I'll bring it with style, state something worthwhile, mile after mile.
Magnetic and majestic, these words come though,
stick like glue and define who's who.
Time to rhyme my mimes.
Oh, I got wit, I'll spit it, hit it, out bid it, I just did it, and I'll stick wit it.
I'll rhyme to your heart's desire, go ahead, take it down to the wire,
I ain't scared cuz I'm on fire.
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