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Old 03-27-03, 11:49 PM   #3
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14 bars..(2 lines=1 bar thats how i kno it)
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Ruthless you stepping into a disaster/
you ll be feeling these punch lines like hangovers, THE-DAY-AFTER/

I m badly molesting this kids rhymes like little boys who go to church with gay-pastors/

Weak bitch, I could pose as a Prostitute or Prophet still couldnt fuck-with-me/
I m like a Dentist, you come through appointment and I Professionally BUST-YOUR-TEETH/

This cats ill? you have RETARD-SKILLS from a BIRTH-DEFFECT/
Like college kids with HARD-PILLS I ll have you Overdose From this VERSE-EFFECT/

Plain And Simple Bitch Im Phenominal-The-Best/
When I Unleash Im Leavein Your-Abdominals-Wrecked/

Face Down On The Floor With A Hollow-In-Ya-Chest/
dumpin Your Corpse Beneath A Wallow-In-A-Mess/

Better Fear And Respect This, My Flows-smoke-like-a-bong/
This wack emcee Can Never See Me Like RoseAnne's-Thong/

I`ll cut ya ankles and put em behind you with speed/
Then push you backwards and let you really fall on your feet/

goodie "two" shoes im about to expose these citizens roots here/
you dont do bad deeds, you just 'mock-a-sin' like Indian foot gear/

little bitch claimin that belt when these kids are a mess/
cuz Im slammin ya back leavin spinal imprints on ya chest/

ur a jailbird on deathrow, ya spit's r always behind my bars/
smack ya wit nasa stations til ya spaced out n seeing stars/

u a deceased hindu, got dead-wrap, greet ya face wit handslaps/
so damn fast ya head cracked thru ya chest b4 ya back snapped/

waitin to post? shit i'll leave ya dead hanging from this thread/
cuz you winning are like these bullets, it's all in ya head/

send punches towards ya dome to prove i'm quicker/
constantly above ya cover like parental advisory stickers/