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this makes no sense at all
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im just using this tread to store some shit i wrote in a chatroom cypher. you can read it if you want to, ima come back with a notepad later and write down the tight stuff. laterz.
jury swayed, in favour of the motion of spitting/ we duly paid, this slickness of the lotion is dripping/ no style swicthing, from now until the end of time/ my thoughts through the cosmos, kids im sending mine/ defend your mind, the right attack can bend your spine/ sharper than a man who got a porcupine to lend a spine/ im on the run like ras kass, reaching to blast/ im the profession in the shit and im teaching the class/ first part is rhythm the second is rhyming/ the third is to mix em tight with perfect timing/ they might bleed fast? they cats are amoebas/ single brain cells coz they dont train well/ look heres the details, over there are the females/ in room 213 is a cloud of smoke, the c-smell/ no hell, we've been through the see through/ i serve punchlines to your mouth just to feed you/ i think females never rap, coz they aint got the abilties/ and legally they could find their last will in me bringing it back, i push weight like im slinging a yak/ across denmark, my pen sparks when im singing a track/ so swing with me cats, on a 1,000 mile mission/ scientists call me lazy coz my works have "gone fission"/ |
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