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			 ROFL @ u niggas since '04 
			
		
			
				
			
			
								
		
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		U dont have the hiphop energy, so U stay drained mentally/ 
da truth is , theres atleast 29 other niggaz wit Ur eyedentdy/ 
Be glad Im here to bless U, cuz my rymes stick to Ur skin like Missy eliots swet suit/ 
Ud think U were sneazin blood from the waY im blowin out Ur tissues/ 
Im like the family docter the way I chin check U/ 
Horus(datruth), truth#1, truth29... how many times must RB have to ressurect U/ 
My technique surpassess U at light speed like air jets/ 
so U put ur heart into this battle, but Ur brain aint even there yet/ 
I'll serve U like old lunch ladies wit hair nets/ 
truth aint ballin in this game like white kids wit rednecks/ 
I'll have U screamin like scary movies when the killer is close up/ 
have U coodlin wit "Cookie" in the dark when eyedentdy shows up/ 
cuz all my niggaz roll like fat people in terror squad/ 
Im about to do Miss. truth a favor, and blow Ur head off/ 
make U combust from hot lyrics, Oakland would be better off/ 
tie U down, eat Ur kids, and spit em at U while U watch/ 
this battles gonna be as twisted as ur ear drums when my verse drops/ 
 
>Cookie is his lil brother incase Ur wonderin. 
>he wanted to change his name and people thawt he was votin for himself so he Used all these aliases: Horus(datruth), truth#1, truth29 
 
"My technique surpassess U at light speed like air jets/ 
so U put ur heart into this battle, but Ur brain aint even there yet/" 
Its ill if U put these lines together like this, it makes sence. 
 
uppin for votes....... 
		
	
		
		
		
		
			
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				figure I could drop by and promote my my first mixtape and what not since im here..
  
 
			 
		
		
		
		
	
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