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New to RB
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"Fuck the rules"-open mic...come spit
IP:
fuck tha rules, I'mma spit'a open mic, you might not like, my verses, but they collaborate/ with whatcha learnin'/ my mic-stands burnin', wid tha heat on fire, if I spit any weaker, I'd be subsided, or ignored..fa my lack of skill, least I'm local spittin' flows, while you sound likah joke...I'm real, please feel me..if you can't, to bad, all you MCeez wanna be me/ but ya'll stink, like tha pussy unda' tha sheets...all you fags get beat! n Teddii is me, I shouldn't have'ta tell you twice, you be thinkin' I'm soft, but I own tha mic/ I got infinity lyricz ta spitta fight, at you, or ya war-tank, I givah fuck..alcohol be how my breath stankz..n you, you could smell it, givah damn if you die, at tha hands of'a thuggish felon/ I plug holez in ya melon/ n break every record ya label is sellin'...fa ya wack MCeez, come getta piece, I'll battle anybody on or off my streets... 
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