Death Is Upon You
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IP:
alright check it i dont do this for a livin i do it for respect
if this guy was a challenge id use more intellect.
this guy cant ryme he's got no right to battle the master
this battle will end up like hurricane charlie a massive disaster
i spit fire so why dont u put on ur safety glasses
dont matter if ur a rook or pro i still kick any of ur asses
im like a blaze that no firefighter can put out
ill win this battle with ease dont fright or doubt
you beaten me is a miracle that will never happen
just give it up, go sing pop you blow at rappin
you say ur a legend the voters will see who is iller
i'll fuck u up like randy orton cuz im the real legend killer
im like a disease that u cant cure with any antibiotic
i spit like a robot my rymes are straight bionic
so when i win this u'll probly go to ur bedroom and start cryin
quite saying ur rich motha fucker u live in a trailor stop lying.
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