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<<NaMe ReTiReD>>
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IP:
its breathe i fuse watch how the rest i move..against me..? then its death you choose
my style stays smooth,..id battle my reflection if I wanted ta watch the winner lose,
…..OMB ain’t toppin me…… you’re a waste of time ‘C’ cuz your multi’s fail to mime…. ‘D’,
From the ‘d' 2 the ‘z’ the last 1 to take me out was the doc who delivered me..!
this bands broke like Im cuttin strings i bring so much flow that I leave this man soaked,
take a toke it’s a known quote 1 chokes around me like im dispersin second hand smoke,
mask this band its merely the task at hand your really think you can win, your spastic man,
Cut circulation like a cluttered fan n snap this 1 quicker then bungee’s with a rubberband,
Tie ya tongue to defaet, how you hard..? eat ya soundcard if wanna hold ya lungs to a beat,
Kid ya fuckin with heat n playin hopscotch on the block is da only time you son’n in the street,
immenite death is next so im blazing text n preaching strongly on how wrong ya multi's be,
easlly leave you screamin calmly…! im slept on cuz if you won..your dreaming probly,
i stay terminally jagged n have ya balls verbally castrated cuz in rap..you’ll neva make it,
Ya over-rated.. soul traded 4 skill..? you got nill.. or the watered down sripts that be faded,
My mains surgin while I keep lames burnin, one couldn’t hold my heat like flames burstin,
Ya shit aint encouragin …! Quit wit da cursin,..Seems ya verse n wack jus started mergin,
fold'n fakes like creases, you Takin shots threw telekinesis cuz I stay breakin cocks to pieces,
ill Stay fuckin ya nieces while im Mockin ya blocks cuz you spit softer then the fillin in Reese's,
kick'n lyricistic supremacy n im ticking wit ballistic tendencies to fuckup those who threat'n me,
ya rippin faulty multi’s, so im obviously getting the victory with 99% the voting majority,
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That’s all folks.pc….
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