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Lyrical Prosperity
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IP:
Voted For: Most
Yo my punches takin most of yo health,take yo soul befo i take to death//
I'm leavin dis kid breathless,,,,,usin quickness,,,,afta da battle he'l be soulless//
^^^^^naaa, not really a punch, bit of vocab, 4/10
dis nigga think he "ILL" iam spittin cold medicines he wont be ill no more he'll be fake like run dmc chains//
my punches "forced" into yo stomach makin u have an labor pain u think u ill naw dats an feign/
^^^^lines to stretched, no personals!! 4/10
My rhymes are like salt" feed" it and get dehydrated ur body be skinny like shaggy//
yo rhymes wouldnt bomb da box office u were shaq,,,yo show is ova like da brady//(u know da brady bunch)
^^^^ok.....6/10
total, 14/30
Toxic Verbs persona plastic,picture ya defeat its drastic...
just like ya last spit, burning out like a matchstick...
^^^nice vocab but no real punch, 6/10
u rap shit, give up quik, aliken u to a pre-skool emcee...
u kidding me, spitting 3x tables tellin me to let u be....
^^^^naaaa, 2/10
u'll lose to sorrow,like a bitch refusin to swallow..
rhymes u borrow from sell outs and ex pros soundin hollow...
^^^good multies, but no real punch 7/10
total 15/30, vote goes most, better verse, better punches by a bit,
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