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Ayyo check the flava....
IP:
I split yo spleen, clean ya body with Listerine/
Microphone fiend, Vendetta on the winning team/
All this nigga 2X, yo we take all bets/
Yo I'm killin brothers on the train like Bernard Yes/
Yo I'm crazy, motherfuckas got me vexed/
You some frontin ass nigga in your feet up blank/
You need to take a back seat, before my crew brings a heat/
We can go man for man, or street to street/
Yo I heard it thru the grapevine, you "Rock Steady"/
(You just a butter knife, I'm a machete)/
I co defend you, reck ya squad that defend you/
Check the menu, cuz I'm so far in you/
I burn out ya conclex, or with the fuck/
Here comes my body blow, here comes the uppercut/
I got the rhymes that make you pull out ya guts/
~The~Elements~ bringing it nigga, hold ya nuts/
I smack you in the face with a bunch of banaid/
Got so many styles, I fuck up you and your sensai/
I'm on fire, yo Saddam past the papaya/
The stakes is high, I gag him with barbwire/
2X a liar, bullets still rest up in his tire/
It's up like an empire, he singin notes like Mariah/
But what he don't know, Vendetta is the illest/
I'm on the scene like Bruce Willis/
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