saracen sayin u cant lose...but u just met restricted so sure~u~can/
study verbaloligy, b4 u prosecute me 4 i scrub ur wackness just 2 smure~u~again
prescriptions couldn't tell u how 2 fix me, cuz illnes dont explain my true-ability/
cuz herbz like ur self r all the same i merk them...and stil few-thrill-me/
saracen, 3-0,but still a herb chuggin miracle-grow just 2 show he can GROW-BIG/
verse so wack..i report it and copy the laughter and show it as my favorite SIG/
chopped and slaughter'd like cowz on beef-day at the meat market/
yo im tellin u lost..and u kno its true cuz u took ur spit and with a L u marked-it/
plain and simple eatin ur ripple and formin a wave that swallows ur spits main-land/
u say ur gonna make it big but ur a newbie and losin 2 me will always leave a stain'd-hand/
(bitch-slapped that fucker)

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THE RESTRICTED WUN HAS ROZE 2 CONQUER.....AGAIN!


I'M BACK!!!