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.A Revolution (Part I, Down With B_Mack).
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This dude is insane, watch out, 'cuz i'm abusive with flames//
You musta contusioned your brain if you think this music won't change//
I ain't new to the game, so quick to be boostin' ya chain//
I'll crush your body, like you had an aluminum frame//
What you're spewin' is lame, so your crew will get slain//
You're stupid and plain, you got no use for a name//
I'll throw you in a dog pound like Snoop and the gang//
Shootin' the pain through your body, with nooses and canes//
And watch as the blood drips so your boots will get stained//
B_Mack, you're the one spittin the wack shit, so you will get blamed//
Now i've reached the conclusion to toss you B.R.E. losers grenades//
You're all fuckin' garbage, so you will get booed from the stage//
Wounded and strained, you're a casualty slash tragedy//
I actually rap casually, happily smack wack emcees//
And y'all just copy my style, like a fuckin' fax machine//
Drastically crack backs in three pieces, you're a fallacy//
The flowing keeps going and going like energizer batteries//
You're mental capacity can't touch the master of ceremonies//
So fuck the war, these fags are declarin' on me//
Don't dare start attackin' the terror, homey//
Rappin' to scare a phoney, with the verse i'm spitting//
Servin' bitches, sick words and verbs, you nerds will listen//
Now this surgeon's gripping scalpals, to make some curved incisions//
To pull out your organs, and shut down your nervous system//
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