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Old 02-18-03, 09:48 AM   #1
SpiTz
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Different type of MC (better than YOU!)

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Yo, I'm a different type of MC, i speake Freely, my aura glows red so people stop when they See Me
Catz be Hatin' Imitatin' Debatin' on how to be Me, WISHIN', but I blew up they star and shot the GENIE
my style sweet like CAndyman in Cabrini.....GREEN, sometimes whispers speak louder than Screams
and sometimes Fiends get right through Dreams, yeah dog I need the Cream
and do right when my nissan paint Gleam Clean when I Lean to the Left
let you spit first to waste ya Breath till ain't none Left, cause like Hellen Keller On fire dog I'm hot to DEF
Drop ya fasta the canibus did Wyclef, or Vice versa versa Vice, Curse ya like ya rolled a six but needed a seven in Dice
Are you willin' to pay the Price to be Nice, cause ya rhymes alone ain't gonna Suffice
and i ain't one to Play wit Boy, ya Decoy you ain't HEF,and like Red and METH, i can kiss the sky, but i ain't high
and like red and Meth you can kiss but it's just your dumbass Good-Bye
Why, because i Defy Gray Skies, and Antagonize Wise Guys and snatch they Pies after makin' drug Buys
Leave'em Immobilzed, thats the Prize, and I Despies the white Lies, that you spit
To Disguise the Surprise of leavin' ya dogs at lower levels while you chill in a high Rise
MAN, you disappointin' like when ya women Sighs, while the real embrace the Game to Maintain tight like neck Ties
fool don't Patronize me, clarity comes when ya Eyez can't see, and I can see you actin' like a punk
YOu fuckin' B--I, B---I, B--I-itch, you need to Switch ya battle STance,
Left you in a Trance from my Tyranical Rants versus ya Mechanical Chants
At first Glance ya, can see my battle Pants are Creased to say the Least,
I'm knockin' muthfuckas out like Tito Ortiz, my microphone is my mouth Piece
when i spit yo, i'm the South's Beast, opposition Folds turns Cold, DECEASED, ya mind now Realesed PEACE,
I say Peace at the end, but it kinda Ironic, sorta like a rapist going to jail gettin' Raped, curtains Draped now closed
with perfect Timing, cause a muthafucka like me is gonna stay forever RHYMIN...............
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