keep thinkin ur hot, but u wont book crowds
cuz black, 'u aint on top... u just dont look down'*
the 'powers' he reheasin, r worthless in purpose
while as a wordsmith... im like 'merlin' wit verses
i make magic... u spit spells and confuse me
wit punches so 'not funny', they FUCKIN 'amuse me'
when i peep-on-ur-lines, i-c-u-should-keep-on-da-grind
if not, u'll-melt-under-my-flow, like the snow, that i pee-on-to-sign
i considered ur page, but still dont think, the boy sick
i know u like 'video games', but keep ur paws off my 'joy stick'
callin urself an assasin, but i'm more of a killa poised
screamin from an infection, da only way u got illa-noise**


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*he changed his sig: before it is how it is now he said "when u on top...dont look down"...

**hes from illinois...the state...

i had absolutly no access to a pc till half hour ago, since like ealy morn thursday
just got back from an over night shift
please dont dq me...as long as blackmage has no objection and will accept my request to be admitted late...
thank you for ur overstanding.

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