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short story of a battle
IP:
i'm back, i was off on business tossin a witness,/
stayin in fitness trackin a Cat relentless,//
got all of his Nine Lives,/ wit killa rhyme vibes,//
a darylect depicted in scriptures as a bitch,/
was the same bitch on the streets, when i came sick,//
perverse on a track to curse, ran him to his own hurst,/
let his brain sack burst from the worded dropped verse,//
in a word search he was lost in my word surf,/
i ride beat waves to con-verse on all turf,//
i'm not the first to script and curse,/
but you could search and see no other nigga rip worse,//
quick!, get a nurse and stich...... the site crashed,/
i'm on and off tracks light dead lights that flash,//
i fill up hospitals give em a reason to bring back M*A*S*H*,/
and this is just a freestyle i din't even go up in my stash,//
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