Sorry Bro Had to Rush it.. So i Didnt No Show.. I wont be on for a while..

BlaOw
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Murderas lines Kill?..yah!.I Red ur Mag..nd Died of Boredom
Ya Rymes r like Street Vendors..cuz u cant Take Credit for Em
your just gettin 'Slept-on' when I bless Psalms..Wreck Thoughts..
Push ya head down in ya Stomach..until ya Ribs make ya Neck Slaught
Fuck Punchs..Jabs hit so hard itll give u eyes in the back of ya Head
Like Ajax..The only Respects u’ll get now..is from a RIP Thread
Ur Lw is gone.. u better Wave goodbye.. the tide will never come in
Mystery’s kinda like Water..^ cuz when it boils down to it..Ur Nothing!!
Hw? U wont advance..Fuck Spits..get smacked with a Back Hand
Thatll Strip ya Fuckin Title so Bad.. it’ll give me a Lap Dance..
I’ll Lose?Theres no Chance..U’ll never Beat me……Ever
your Skills r like Placebos..you only Think you got Better
M-M ur choc covered shell gets Bust Quick.. its nothin u come wit
Face Tha Facts….
ya Lyrics only Gut Wrenchin.. cuz all tha NUT in ya STOMACH….


U Aint even on My level..Ill go off on some Random Shit..
Cuz Im always ahead of the Game..like the National Anthem is….

Sudieu

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