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IP:
my lyrics make ya look like a baloon when u burst/
ma stash stay full of dope like Whitney Houston's purse/
i enter ya crib,smash ya face,leave ya bleedin/
while ya bitchez on the couch wiv ya baby still feedin/
Your talk is better off for a suicide note after this/
Cuz I’m leaving you fighting for deer life.. like animal activist/
You see the best before you, and I overpower groupies/
Now watch #2 get clowned… like a Austin Powers movie/
Ya fearin ma rhymes,ya probly sold ya soul to the devil/
Even if ya stood on stilts ya couldn’t step to ma level/
Ya stook in the closet illteacher,and youll stay there too/
Your never comin out like rhakims aftermath debut/
ya cant even type right,ma lyrics got ya shook/
ya fightin for ya life,like a caught fish on ma hook/
this is a blind spit,ya got ya pre-writtens to post out/
and even them you copied off another site no doubt
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Living Legendz
I Promise Alot...But I Deliver Alot More...
...Topicals...
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