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New to RB
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To: Young01/wanna battle? lol
IP:
ya rhymez are corrosive, n yeah you explosive/ but I'm smokin'/ as I get promoted/ ta top dawg/ you frum BX, I'm frum Phoenix/ not Arizona..I'm talkin' bout tha block, I'm frum Cali son, n my heat pops off/ hidin' in garbage bags? nigga you drag, on tha end of my nutts, first fa first freestyle homie, ya gotta work ta come up..you bluff, sayin' you'll toke me likah blunt, you betta shut up..you got madd dellusion, how many times you done drugs? how many words you seein'?/ from these lyricz that I'm typin', I'm tha illest net battler, try ta come up off me, I'll leave ya like Jack tha Ripper, woulda..you ain't as ill as me, no New Yorker/ will ever be/ from tha top of tha World Trade, ta tha fuckin' Atlantic sea/ homie..how fatal can you be, typin' words on'a screen? You'll never kill me, ya rhymes are weak, ya speech iz bleak, n its all "blah blah.."/ ain't nothin' I ain't ever heard, you just anotha flaw/ bout ta get scrapped off, tha street/ or rather tha internet...nobody wants ta read ya rhymes..cuz they love the WEST!!
WESTCOAST BYOTCH!!!!  
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