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				| From: EastOaklandCalifornia | 
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 VOTE..VOTE..VOTE..........VOTE..........VOTE
 Heres is battle against a bitch who dont dont make sense when she Rap]
 Preachin like she A. M.inister O.n K.rack]
 
 Make up your mind bitch you either hood or u Burbs][Suburbs]
 Fabricate your rhymes cuz yo ghetto stripes are Ubsurd]
 
 I strike every nerve until she fails at accomplishin any Goals]
 And refer to dis cat like a female because he a Hoe]
 
 Dick tucked when he flow like he tryin to make a statement]
 These bullets faceplant on his dome and then straight to da basement]
 
 Is where youll be buried, gone in a hurry,call it my rap cemetary]
 I spit lyrics in flurries, spirits skurry, thats why this bitch gettin worried]
 
 Your names a riddle,A. M.idjet O.nly K.rew?]
 If dis bitch only knew how hell be shun from da ghetto Fool]
 
 you see u should get yo head out da clouds and be currency Chasin]
 Instead of tryin to be a gansta, cuz frum da look of things u aint gonna Make It]
 
 My automatics will let u have it when im dishin out Havoc]
 admit u panickd cuz u damaged when i took Advantage]
 
 Of this battle and left this rookie breathin in Dirt]
 So da next time he touch a keyboard hell be scared n disturbed.............................
 
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