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IP:
Everyone be sure to pick that novel up at your nearest bookstore.
10-20 lines not Bars Kid.
Battle Verse? Dats average poetry. Author: Gridlockdafelon//
My Flows Eternal, you stand corrected, my spits-stop-ya-spellin//
You off Pace, Im Rite On Track to Beat This Cat wit Maple Leafs//
I spit Hard Facts, While Ur Drops consist of Pretend N Make Beleive//
Stick to Hockey Kid, Tha bars been set, Ya Career In Rappins Mediocre//
My Flow Ignites Crowds, Ur Drops as borin as Golf and ESPN's TV POKER//
GridLocks Fake, Hes Nuthin but GhostWriters, Prank Calls, n Lip Synced Tracks//
You raps Lightest, Im heavy hittin, the Way I Pink-Slip-Wacks//
Im Destined For Fame, Gridlocks a Minor Problem, like a Pimp Wit Crack//
I blaze Mortals, U Spit a Single Syllable, Open Ya Mouth and Instant Wack//
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