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IP:
Here let me break my verse into sections to help Quote-For-You
Im mean yu continue yu win against Kids cuz I had to Vote-For-You
$iK will heat up rhymes to put Riot past the Boiling-Point
So like Pissed Off Weed Smokers…I’m Foiling-This-Joint
The Dirty Circus? Is This Where White Thugs Chill These-Days?
Cuz This Kid Gets In More Shit, Then Gay Three-Ways
This Kid Takes Forever To Drop As Many Lines In a Battle
He Logs On In Invisible Mode, Just Like His Fuckin' Shadow
Your Far From Success, But I Aint Calling You a Damn Loser
Cuz Throwin up Two fingers, Its Predicting Your Rap Future
I throw more Spiked Punches then the High School Prom
And the way my Mic explodes, your figure my Words contain Bombs
Like clovers with no leafs, yur bad luck…and like Stingy Hoes you just Suck
And even if yu were 2 of 50 Cent you wouldn’t be worth a Buck
Riot’s vocab is consistent to that of my 7 Year Old Brother
I know Faggot’s Love Blankets…that’s why He stays Under-Cover
Now I see why everybody you meet seems to Hate-Ya-Shit
Cuz when you accept the battle you constantly Wait-To-Spit
I Break-Ya-Clit that’s the only way your Not-Feelin-Me
And Im so Dope I gotta tell him in person Stop-Dealin-Me
you didn't say how many bars...so there
uppin For Your Verse
__________________
..The Council..
7 Day Theory
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