[ a.k.a Os ]
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IP:
Tha Sickness:
Yalls flowz are anti-gravitational, yall wouldnt be ground breakin if yall was stuck in a earthquake/
These kids complexity is wack so good luck with your wordplay/
Tha Prophecys said wed never be overcome, they shall be ful-filled in are pace/
TS spit so 'hot' like i got 'propane' for an aftertaste/
Regardless if you got a I.D. everybody know your Intellectually.Denied/
Lyrical flows are stuck like sixers waitin for a ball from A.I/
We the drugdealers of this board handin l's to fiends who need it/
Destiny is deafeat, lack skill to win, even if they fuckin cheat-ed/
Os1ris:
Like 2 Pac's killers lyrics flow is hard to find it..
Os1ris a marine, me giving you heads the only time youll be military minded..
These kids can't hang in the clutch, like faulty stick shifts.
And I.D. couldnt spawn* a good verse if your avatar wrote your lyrics..
Man I ripped these lames clearly better Believe it or not like Ripleys..
This team got killed in this battle they must be 2pac?s death, cause its not a Biggie..
You met Os1ris and Tha sickness which equals death, O spits ash from the throat ..
Throw fire from my palms and tell the board you died from second hand smoke...
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The Council
R.I.T.T Champion
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