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LowerTown's Finest
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first off...
IP:
your opponents are weak, it's been said before, i think i'll use a metaphor/
against the feeble you play shuffleboard, at bingo you're a predator!/
but now you're headin' for...a man skilled at strategic war/
i stay above rim, you never 'touch glass' like pink squeegies at a car store/
i'm far more- than you expected, can't copy what's on point and perfected/
with punches like jurassic park sequels, come on, they never connected/
the water's tepid, so get your ass in, i'm ready to start thrashin'/
i put mr.spit through loops...in a 60's gremlin with the seatbelt unfastened/
knightshade is the shining star, shining far...beyond the maxim/
you're no supernova, you're just two chevy novas crashin'/
so who's askin' for the axe throw, you can't headline in the last row/
not a front man, mr.spit's 'back up' like my 6 o'clock shadow/
and you act as though, you're not really wack and it's just what folks say/
scottyC was icing on the cake? you only winnin it 'cause it was your birthday!
thought the bet was mild, ok, i've got two fangs that say you transpire/
time to aim higher, as i raise the stakes like a vampire/
enough hellfire, already called the beast, and released the last seal/
what's your angle anyway? with that small frame like a 1920's film reel/
thug appeal? that's no deal, what kind of a hoodlum...
gets on his knees 5 times a day, and isn't even a muslim?/
the feud's done, so even if you amaze me, drop a few punches on top/
i'm the big fish in the sea, you don't really wanna watch my jaw drop/
so just stop- being so sensitive...
mr.spit i don't care about winnin, i'm an angry man and it's evident/
i'm kickin' ass like a frustrated himalayan resident...
who could have got a cheap benz a month ago,
and now he's knee deep in the snow wishing he wasn't so hesitant/
so don't just stand there, with this rope and white hoody i stir fear...
damn, if i wasn't white i'd be every herb's nightmare!
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LowerTown's Finest
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