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New to RB
From: Salt Lake City, Utah |
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IP:
Checkin in....
I could douse myself in gas and you still wouldn't burn me,
Bring your textbook, cuz it's time that you start learning,
the winds are turning, all those "wins" you've been earning?
They're smoke n' mirrors, homie, and now change is churning,
Call yourself "wildfire" but you're barely a lit match,
My broken Bic gets hotter...and it's almost out of gas!
Oh, wait, no I get it! I see why it's that name your claiming!!
It's not that you're on fire, it's that your ass is flaming...
If you ever rocked a show, I'd stand backstage, peekin'
Cuz I've never seen an emcee is such pretty sequins,
Then, at the aftershow, I'd watch you on your knees 'til dawn,
Like Em, at next years Grammy's, you can "duet" with Elton John!
Peace...good luck!
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...Mister E...
I don't need to talk shit about how I'm sick n' I'm the man/I'll just sit back and let the votes show how dope I am
...Bomb The Suburbs...Better Than Sex...BreathTaking Style...Breaking Through Stereotypes...Body, Thought & Soul...
Hit my battles with an HONEST vote and I'll do the same
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