Suspended Suspense
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IP:
my mission is to leave this cat missin
trophy prize to a fishin competition
my rhymes to great for him,
he cant comprehend
his battle weak, like iraqi capitol defence
his rhymes condensed
have about the mass as one of my bars
he might open a can, but ive been openin jars(think whoopass)
im like the stars, he like mars,
i outshine this bitch
and i could predict his rhymes
better then a dummys ventriloquist
im sick of this
i gotta lotta shit to complain about
id rather forfiet this battle
then hear what comes out his mouth
nah id rather see him pout
so ill see it through to the end
but this guy needs help
"anyone got a helping hand they can lend"?
i said only 20 lines, so i guess it has to finish
but one question, what line did i win this?
i should have said 20 bars, but oh well
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