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Originally Posted by Street Legend
yo BITCH!
C.M.F.S, Coward Missin Formal Structure//
scorned u suckas, i run u ova like stormin truckas//
ya text record will always remain negative//
u remain hesitant when i aim at ya brain pressurin//
i leave ya brains open so i can expand ya knowledge//
i demand ya power, im God man i handle prophets//
Im street legend, reap fellas, to a certain extent//
u a pussy birthin the kids, i gotta urge to hearse ya men//
i been through insane battles, u scarred for life like stained statues//
fuck ya feet i give u brain shackles, this battle is just a main tackle//
to u C.M.F.S
Coward Missin Formal Structure
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i'm sick of this mutha fuckin fake MC
you there who continious to post against me
tryin to bust rhymes from the top you should stop
coz you the punk ass who gonna get dropped
see i was born into the game of hip hop
and the rest of you are just lame smokin pot
so this is what i got and i know can not
rise like me you'll go to hell and rot
specially you foolz preachin the good lord n shit
man i wish i could reach you with a stick
i'd hit you so hard you'll drop to the ground
mutha fucker you lucky you not from my town
ok i'll wrap this shit up at 14 lines
any ya'll gonna give me the time...