I Spill More Blood Like Snoop In Bones...
Metal Cingular Cones...Rip Through Your O-zone...
T.J. Get Money... Ha Ha Yea Right...
Start The Vets Next Fight...Just To See How Tech's Light... (technician)
Im Bomb-art-ing(bombarding) To leave Little T.J. Starving...
Scriptures Written... To Serve This Herb...
Hit Him With Punches So Hard He Sweats The Words...
This Steez Die... When I Wrap Him Up And Freeze Dry...
Germicidal Intrusions...
Cause This Fag To Have Secondary Illusions...
Your Soul Im Attackin Next Attractin' Checks...
Everytime I Think On Mic T.J. Feels The Afterefects...
Im Un Affected By Your Lyrical Shit...
Garbage Rottin Flesh... Check Him Next...
Found Like *Hounds* Guardin Junk On-sets...
Got Somthin To Say Bitch Im Bringin The Pump...
Im A Subject Of Experemental Knowledge Gangin To Jump...
I Wont Stop Till He Is Facing the dump...

__________________
You Want It With Me Shure lets raise stakes...
U More Of Fag Them Niggas You Claim U Gang Raped...
Rhymes Foul... Your Shit Is Irrelivant...
With Heat Like This No Wonder Why Im Meltin The Residents...
~anubis


Net Record 49-30

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