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The fabric of the internet would collapse if Versus stepped into a room with himself.
Versus>Versus. It's science.
Also; Why are you so pretty?
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Woke up with fifty enemies plottin' my death
All fifty seein' visions of me shot in the chest
Couldn't rest, nah nigga I was stressed
Had me creepin' 'round corners, homie sleepin' in my vest.
-Breathin, Tupac.
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