ya record is 8-2...i reckon that off every MC u fed and ate too:
why bring forth your beliefs uppon bribe who crush your faith too:
only way u text solid bark-n-bite...is if you key-board of wood:
spark-n-write ya weak verse....... it still wouldnt fizzle the way my mortir would:
ure crew plague this board.. rename it to a disease that viciously deters ya nation: couldnt make the finish line ....carried or with a heart of vicious determination:
illustrations to your verses by me..... is the only way u can bring a perfect picture:
couldnt get votes if u mixed feining dickriders, into a ad-dic-tive mixture:
a fixture amognst fags..... it seems like the way your words drag:
all up on my dick i should just cut ya cords and leave my swords to gag:
aristrocat cause when i ink ya .......blue-blood be runnin your veins:
who i kill its irrelevant...... cause now im just gunnin for names:
re-awakend from a coma cause u speaking... saying nothing... and ya weak:
looking for something that aint lost..youll find defeat at my feet when ya seek:
en-light-mens privates when that low glow for a shine hits heads:
asking for a nickle a quote on the street on wheels like paraplegic vets:


16 there ^^ Im Outtt......,

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