yo, this pure keystyle over AIM...

order goes : Blue is BLuNT Red is Pot1ent

The spotlight clicks on... two figures are standing center stage...


I'm so ~dope~ lyrically you call me ~weedy~ cuz your hating,//
don't be debating my skill, cuz your sanity be eascaping//

an' add this ~BLuNT~ y'all written ~papers~ is gettin' ~smoked~ an' fadin'.//
me an' pot1ent creatin' insane raps, even ~HIV~ couldn't ~AID~ ya statements.//

I blunt ya skills, yet you still couldn't be hyped like blunt-mc,// Confronting me,
like standin infront of your death ~vanity~..//

gazin' at a ~mirror~ image, you see how truely wack you are.//
but as for me, look up... you see tha ~North Star~.// (toronto is north)

Anahilates like allitiration cuz our rhymes are a ~constellation~,//
Aclamatoin cuz attraction is lyrical in my compilation.//

an' if mc's is ~constipated~, they just ~bite~ my lyrics like a ~quick lax~.//
instantly ~shit 'em back out~ on they page, in a ~digested~ state like ~skid tracks~.//

Couldn't even compete wit pot1ent's raps cuz i soil ya name, //
Maybe then mc's would be able to ~grow their game~//

an' not ~clone~ my stage, an' follow like ~dolly's dopplegang~.//
just ~sheep~ in tha flock, only time they ~sick~ is if they all-caught~mange~.// (mange is an animal disease)

You've seen my ~vets~ battlin record..now you'll see the other side,//
Your complied of a high dossage of hopless ~lines~ like snortin' coke is ~wright~(right).//
Winnings ma-lign so this bitch bites more than a kid teething,
Ain't breathing cuz it's breath takin the pain he's recieving/

It's plain to see we decieving, got you believing we weaklings.//
when in reality we the emcees who leadin' all you rhyme reaving freaks to tha deep end.//
an' got you drownin' in spits so thick an' thought up it sticks like a shot-a semen.// lol

The spotlight clicks off... footsteps echo as the pair leave...

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