OpEneR:
You tha type of nigga to make, a gay man straight--
And Im tha type of nigga to make, an insane man safe--
You punk ass should kno my punches and flows are made of Terror--
Ill shatter your dreams while you sleepin, in a box made of mirrors--

CoRpSMaN DropPiNg Bombz:
You more gay and queerer than faggits discussing interior designs--
You got inferior lines, you just cant see em' cuz you appear to be blind--
Like sippin on beer and wine, ill make you weary and dazed--
You fear me afraid, fuck your ass up, you shedin tears of pain--

CoRpSMaN PoInTz @ StOrm:
Im ranked first in tha game, you just started learnin to play--
Ill fuck you up worse than you came in, make ya feel hurtin and pain--
Make you feel nervous today, wit da big boys, you aint worthy to play--
Ill own you on your own home site, you shouldnt even deserve to stay--
Merc you with nades, make you fuckin burst into flames--
Injured you lay, cuz tha burn is rated third in tha flame--(3rd Degree Burn)

ClOsEr:
You second rate to me, your sumtin these members would hate--
Ill cut you a lesser fate, when you see these rhymes, youll die in 7 days--
Now Storm, hes a foe, No Doubt, make his tears pourin out--
Storm Bout to dig his own grave with a keyboard and mouse-

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