I take the road less-travelled
Leavin ya mangled, strangled, and strattled-
I go the EXTRA MILE to win the battle
Fuck a war with other homosapiens
There's not enough uranium-
To blow up the U.S. and live wit the Arabians
My techniques are foreign, far from bein borin
My style is hard-
Like cancer without McCorman
Don't mistake me for a crook
I'm more like a crock-
The type of hot pot known to leave you cooked
You wanna be like me, there's no cloning machine-
You like GINUWINE, but gay-
YOU WANT MY GENES
I ain't givin em up
My style's like a virgin school girl-
You like JA RULE tryin ta LIVIN IT UP
Fuck, you leave the scene empty-handed wit no genes-
You went the EXTRA MILE only to get struck
It seems ya team is cream, only rhymin bout gleam-
But they lost they pot of gold so they outta they luck
Ya brain is deterred, I'm the sickest of germs
You mad cuz you can't kill me-
When i swing you should duck
You ruined for sure, i won't see you anymore
I'ma still be on top- I'm a dog-
You a pup
You a fake and a fraud, a disgrace to the gods,
Stop role-playin like you hard-
I ain't helpin you up

yo man nice peice ur flow was a little choppy at a couple parts but some good multis and wordplay, good rhyme scheme and some alright vocab. and some good ending and opening lines thought that was tight. keep droppin bro.

oh and if u get the chance leave some feedback on mine and Masta C's collabs called "High Times (feat. Masta C)" and "High Times *The Sequel* (feat. Masta C)" muchly appreciated thanx in advance. peace.

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