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IP:
aight well i hope this is tha rite thread eitha way we can link my verse to tha otha later if we have to...but here is my spit.
i got multis disses and metaphors, in my rhymes for my competitors,
im off tha hinges like a broken set-of-doors, lyrical king of tha RB forums,
or tha president but more political, and not so fuckin cynical,
your condition is critical, remind me of a puppy you so damn pitiful,
im so sharp ill cut out your intestines, niggaz thats votin willl say west-wins,
it aint even no question, leave you in a casket so you permenatly restin,
your skills aint discovered like a new element, even if they was theyd be irrelevent,
im a mouse you an elephant, if you didnt have hands youd be permenatly celibate,
eather that or you dick would be a sepository, got you played like tha top forty,
same chapter, new story, you fucked up, we should get your ass on maury,
your rhymes as old as shit in a museum, think my rhymes suck til you-see-em,
heard a couple marshall mathers songs on tha radio now you wanna be-em,
now u jus a ill-mad-itch, make peoples teeth grit, split-ya-wig, cuz i spat-my-shit.
Good luck on ya spit man.
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