It's sad to say that Trip Marxx will demolish you/
Ya shoulda already been dead son, but instead I will abolish you/
Five condoms on ya tongue dogg, ya need ta quit cha clowin around/
Tha only person you rapin' is Mike Jackson an that faggot turned ya down/
Ya should never challenge a king when ya face is fresh in the battling scene/
Cuz I'll rip ya joints and tear out ya flesh an leave ya body ta bleed/
I make ya stomach sick when ya next ta me listenin' ta me breathe/
An the thought of me winning leaves ya nerves pulsatin' an get ya weak in the knees/
Ya claim ta have experience? Damn cuz, ya should check out ya fuckin' lyrics/
Ante, irl, nar? Looks like a three year old had wrote this/
Get at me young one, becuz ya know ya words is playground/
Ya try ta come at me like ya hard but one punch would knock ya down/
Would knock ya out, ya couldn't even last one round in a title bout/
Cuz when ya see this face creep out the shadows ya would throw in ya towel/
People point and shout an say how you such a fuckin pansy, disgrace/
Sweat pouring from ya head onto the floor and blood has covered ya face/
Trip Marxx has prevailed an watches red and blue flash by/
An as the ambulance drives away he waves to liam, Good-bye!/

Get at me, and post the damn rules!

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"Knowledge is intelligence. Intelligence is power. Mind is music, but music is forever." - Trip Marxx

<font color="red"><font face="comic sans"><center>An you thought I was wack?</center></font>

<h2><font color="blue"><center>-- Merkin You One Line At A Time --</font></center></h>


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