I'm an alias...
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IP:
You and your appetite for destruction, get the afterlife introduction
This beating is ‘on the house,’ like putting the satellite where it functions...
Until you sanitize your sloppiness you wont captivize the audience
At age 70 you’ve lost all competitiveness, your demise was obvious...
it's obvious My flow severs frames with archetypical design of text
If life’s a bitch, you’re the euphoric interval between life and death...
Poundin' this chump, drownin' this punk with various sounds
"down in the dumps" was ya parents' mood at ya birth and later where ya were found...
and no one cares clown... just stop pretendin you're a black guy,
when the closest you came to the complexion was defendin why you had the black eye...
On forums all day whining... in tournys you get entered cold
Cause youre just a free poster, like playboy centerfolds...
You suck at trig and failed... yet thats not the best part yet
...but that this the type of fag to bring lipstick to a make-up test... WHOA!
Shake this shit... now just watch me break this dude
Nothing rhymed with ''Island's bitch''...till I shared the stage with you...
no names were born to kill but you'll die in the moment,
and honestly on Rapbattles... this is the first time I truely ever noticed you on it...
This is first round k.o... in the 2nd will you regain conciousness
you can even say ya verse-is fire... I'll simply take it as a compliment...
I only did this battle figuring... you'd wanna jump at it this time,
but I didn't know you were an acrobat... nicknamed you, "Mr. Flip-o-line"...
as far as party clothing, this guy aint the best one
cus hes like a fucking postcard, he always arrives with address on...
i cant wait to murda ya... Born To look... if ya nice i dont care
while the only thing ure itching to Kill dunny... is the lice in ur hair...
this time ill show dope... you'll stare at me in amazement
and start re-treating without hope... like kemotherapy patients...
13th must be missin a rib... the way he killed you quick
cus he managed to eat you kid... while you were still eatin his dick...
you're probably predicted to win... but in this fight you'll get slain
n' it's a damn shame you only get tipped for success... like champagne...
and I'm done...
Next time I say I don't know you... stop tryin to be down with the popular kids and fuckin realize... You're a super senior... We don't fuckin know you..!
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<center>Merk Squad
Let it be known
Verbal Kent
Genesis</center>
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