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Lyrics Put MCs On Atkin's Diet!
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IP:
Fuck Waitin...Listen....
Khaoz Ya Lifes Meanin...Is Worth Less Than A Prostitutes Cleavage
A Heathen...So God Didnt Bless His Lungs & It 'Cursed His Breathin'!
Fag Your Not Like The Rest...True Shit...Thats Y Ya Punches Is Soft *
Thought You Had Me In Tha Punchline Battle?...Look At The Results!
Answer This Coward...U Got 13 Wins....From Rooks Is Da Question
You ILL?....But I'll Put An 'End 2 Ya Sickness' Like Allergy Medicine!
Nigga Ya Cant Defeat Greats, Go Drink Milk....You Got Weak Bones
No One Cares 4 Ya Raps...Shit, Everyone Prefers Your Cell-Phone!
Khaoz Has Nothin....Will Be Nothin....Damn, Ya Days Sound Dreary
Wait, Aint This Da Same Fagget.......
Who PULLS TRIGS Since Males Refuse 2 Put Dey 'Cock-In-Theory'! **
Aha EZ.....
Those 2 Links Show (1) In Da Punchline Battle He Sounded Hella Cocki But He LOSIN (2) In His Pic Thread, Everyone Complimented His CELL PHONE/CAMERA PHONE...Not Him Lol
(1*) SHIT is SOFT...Since Shit Is True, His Lines All Soft
(2**) When Niggas PULL THEIR TRIGGAS...They Often Call It 'COCKIN' It Back...Put Da Pieces Togetha Lol
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C.S!....Crhyme Sindicate
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Originally Posted by AckRite
Slashin Armada With Tha Pen I Write Wit...Paybacks This Herbs Plan
Dude Offers Hand Jobs For Votes..Ask 187, He knows It FIRST HAND!
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"Y's My Record 9-6?...Cuz I Battle Competition!"
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