Flyweight
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IP:
Logic
Murderin This Rap-Wanna-Be-Faggot, Typin Ya Verse In fUcKEd Up fOnt Is The Only Time Ya Creatin Lyrical-Havok/ 1
A LiL Strecthed But That Is A Brill Personal Punch To Start Things oFF
I’ll Break Ya Arm Off N Stick It In Ya Eye So You Can See ‘How I Write’/ Havin Ya Period Is The Only Time This Virgin Pussy’s Flow Tight/ 3
Damn...Nice Punchlines
I’ll Knock Ya Down To The Sand So Ya Can ‘LICK-SHELLS-BITCH’, This KID-REPELS-CLIT/ 4
Ya CELLS-SPLIT I Eat Hell Just To SPIT-HELL-ISH, I’m Battlin This BITCH To EMBELLISH-MY-RECORDS/ 5
I’m Jumpin This Kid Like A King On CHECKER-BOARDS/ WRECK-YA-WHORE While My METAPHORS-TORE-YA-CORE/ 6
Structure A LiL Off Put Multis And Pucnhes is Hot
HAVOC’S-WACK, How You Goin To ‘Serve’ Me When Ya Can’t Even Make EASY-MAC/ 7
Ya Must Be Handin Out FREEBIES-JACK, Every Time Ya See ‘Pussy’ This Boy Becomes A QUEEZY-‘CAT’/
Hot Again
LH
Like skyscrapers, their ain't no toppin' me, like the lottery you gotta Fall Lucky//Nice Intro line
I'll make your fleet retreat cause your Complete Arsenal couldn't defeat A Small Country//Ok
Ya style cant be savored, you couldnt have flavor if i appointed your glands//Played
Your verses are like invisible periods because theres no point man//Niceish
Good Flow And Aiigth Pucnhes So Far
Wording on you is wasted, because every bar you key is just the basics//ok
your hated and tighter on dicks than a jail full of high positioned probation anklets//nice
I serve herbs with quickness, but battling fags like this is random//
when he spits a show, the crowd sits down because no-one can stand-him//nice
if u were beyond logic then you shoulda known what i touch turns to gold//
i got blister flows, his magazine is just a cover up cuz i tore him through center-fold//aiight
Vote=Logic...he Gets It For Better Personals And Punches...Allow He Has To Imrpove On His Structure
LH...Has To Improve On Personals And Punches A Lil'
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