Nahlidge: Two Left
Nahlidge: Mos Def!
Mag...: Grand Theft
Mag...: auto...bots!
Mag...:gansta robots
Nahlidge: Shank ya nose spot
Mag...: terminally ill
Mag...: bus depot skills
Nahlidge: Hot humping quick cry blue cord diaper
Mag...: Not jumping sticks why you whored wiper
bounce doggy position fission nuclear bomb switchs
Nahlidge: count froggy petition mission jupiter armed bitches
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Mag:... my style is expansive and expensive...
so most my posts are not free yet they're pensive...

Mag...: apprehensive to type it's reprehensible site
that keeps emcees trapped tapping in a thread write

Mag..: righting lines and minds like boats capsized
unrealized that my eyes can't see why?

Mag...: and who what where when do we question the lies
Cuz it flies in the face what's spent on the shy

Mag...: fifteen year old teens whos dreams are stock traded
for glocks plated in nickel so ya should hope it's not fated

Mag...: berated and dated until their vaginas bleed gold
patriated and stated til we can't ask what needs hold?

Mag...: such a grip on each soul that sold maybelline
maybe it's me that cosmeticly hated the scene

Mag...: supposed i'm clean rocking an underground label
it's all fable when i eat meat at the vegan lunch table

Mag...: ready abel and cain to kill my brother in jealousy
jealously denie that I've acted as hellishly

Mag...: indelibly for hating on bling blingi've biggoted the truth
and would I wear a Reebok for a session in the booth?
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Mag...: although squeamishly bulemic is not my chosen route
It seems I scream when I see whats comin out my mouth?!

Mag...: cuz it hurts on it's way through the stomach and throat
that everything that I believe in is not anything i wrote

Mag...: it's all out of scope and distorted by stupid rules
like when to rhyme and how's it flow if it doesn't?

Mag...: leave lines related like cousins grouped in dozens
just to see crowds get hyped and then a few start buzzin

Mag...: about who's your daddy's saviour of hippizzle hop
and why others have fizzled or when ya gonna flop

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