no limit lines

dun look like ya gone go first//guess that mean ima hafta kick tha first verse//
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Aight....Jus finished mista King-a-Blazin...now whos next//
Who wanna be da next victim gettin suked in my vortex....of text//
Oh..ok i c.....//
It must be mista dub_c_03//
Now let me c.... how can i begin to bust on this man//
Let me start on how he tried to crack on my sig in da bitch list//
You rappin vs. me.... like a janitor vs. da head physasist//
Tried ta let u down lightly... but dis battle u incist//
U'll be beggin ta diffa once yo head meet ma fist//
An that'll be mah story if cops get invovled//
"OK sir looks ta be da case to me" uh huh... problem solved//
So call in da calvary ....Gather amunition//
Gon take mo den that.. ta break ma condition//
Battlin me like a war o'attrition//
Creepin Frontline...aint gone help ya position//
ur stuck, ur held....with ma lyricl barb wire//
Here da Wall mart down da street is lookin ta hire//
U lame in dis game...no zing..an no zest//
Better off minimun wage....wit yo shiny blue vest//
"I da Bitch" read da tag abroad ya chest//
if u where half as good as u are at makin price checks//
Ud be head of RB...wit muscles ta flex//
But ur not its a shame....U will never be//
pathicly....ull neva move outta da loss column on da net or RB//

I kno watcha wanna say....its short, distort, an my lyrics are choppy//
Say what u may but i know its not copied//
Only way u beat me is by stealin hard copies//
Canibus.net.... 4minutes downloadin on floppy's//
But if thats what you need ta win than so be it//
rather be 1 an 2//
than 2 an 1 an hafta cheat my way thru it//


best o' luck ta ya ......Peace