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desil factor


so...yo yo yo....

why am i here? oh right im supposed to be battlin witta desil//
whatta joke, u kno u choke, couldnt be a rap artist if i equipped ya witta easil//

toungue caught up.."oh shit space aint a 7 post newb-he for real"//
yeh dawg that right an like a pig u's bout ta squeal,battle bout to be sealed//

yo yo.....

avi..tip numba one show-no muscle in a text battle bitch ur musclin words//
but if its tru-to-u then ur verbs need sum herbs, feedin of me den runnin like herds//

nada but a flock a antelope-target so wide 500ft distance an aint even need a scope//
couldnt elope witta street hoe od'd on dope, sit bak an mope, ur game spitin tight at night like a pope//

in a 4 year olds ass..onlyway u nut an make a cut for a tru crew//
but u claim all ur votes gainst u be hatin...u suk..dun try an counter-sue//

bitc u ought kno u betta-offa-no show//
seen clogged faucets flo moe then u hoe, close to door, battle over nada butta 2 cent whore//