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Rastafari Walk Tall
From: East London, (Hackney) |
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In 12lines ill blaze ur drop, which will use unlimited played rhymes
This is a toilet your verse goes plop,mine smells like roses and shines
Crimen-E is mentally deficient, never kick a spit thats lyrically tight
To rap his mind insufficient, he cant even drop a link from open mic
Kid needs to back-off, before he gets bitch slapped and looses his sight
I dont look when I jack-off, after lyrically rapin dis herb i cud cum in his eye
Who is this RV guest, whos attempting to place my rep under duress
I came wid my military uniform pressed, he turned up in his sunday dress
Needs to step back, go home and fix his horrible verse structure
Its like he's high on crack,verse full of holes, but still drives with the puncture
Crimen-E at fault, Nigga thinks he's fly well her comes the air assault
I've eaten this herb, but hes undercooked, pass me the table salt....
blazed up foo.........THE JURY....................
-AC |