Flyweight
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IP:
Sorry bout the wait, thanks for the patience..
-\Opener/-
No Matter How Hard This Fuck Tries, the Battle Voters Pick Sides - You Think You Trick My Quick Eyes?/
You A Sick Guy Cause All Your Voters Un-Zip-Flys And "Rip-Thighs" - You Win By Dick Rides!/
-\Sick Spittin fo' This Kitten/-
Flows 'Christen-More-Mentals' but I'll Piss-On-Ya-Rhymes Cuz 'URINE'(your in) Heat/
Son My Gun Shells 'Visit-More-Temples' Than A Fuckin Buddhist Priest/
I Topple Havok With My Wordplay and the Debacle Spreads As My Verbs Spray/
This Flawless Verse 'Got You Shakin' Worse Than 'Bobble Heads In An Earthquake'/
After This Knife Im Intersecting, I'll Spread You Around Like Dinner Dressing/
Or Maybe I'll Bury Havok Alive, Making Things More Inter-Resting*/
-\Lets Leave Him Confused.../-
My Pinnacle of Lyrical Miracles Are Generally Fearable/
And Battlin a Clinical an Synical Pickle Is Always Amuseable/
* = buried alive, resting underground
blah, not my best..spit dawg..
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