a perfect imperfection...
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IP:
heres my verse....
Battle just begun and ur already on ur knees, beggin God please to spare you from me, u couldn’t spit sick if I injected you with a disease :: chainin u up and throwin away the keys, you couldn’t “roll with me” if u were Christopher Reeves (think) // 1
Deny your skill, mentally instill ways to kill, seems the only way to get ill is if you were Dr. Mario “poppin pills” :: eat my entire verse and still wouldn’t have ur fill, skills “run of the mill,” ur bars couldn’t be more flowery if u spat out daffodils // 2
Cast lyrical magic to infest inside ur chest cuz ur battling with one of the best, couldn’t “pass the grade” cuz u failed this test :: invest my skills to lock ya heart up like “cardiac arrests,” guess these bars are too “heavy to handle” like a weighted bench press // 3
Rappad thinks he’s a man when he really sports a clit, it seems fit how you couldn’t “handle my heat” if you had a catcher’s mit (heat-fast pitch) :: inhibit flame you couldn’t tame if you bit, you could be a gourmet chef and still end “serving up shit” // 4
How do you expect to beat the heat that I secrete, can’t tell ”beef” from true feuds and a piece of a meat, takin candy from this baby is like gathering Halloween treats :: I must be a physic the way im envisioning ur defeat, cuz these lyricals come sicker-lookin than porno movie theater seats // 5
vote on best one.......peace...........
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