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Jee-You Knit?
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DVerbal (2-1) vs. Ill-Mental (1-2)
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Verses by Tuesday Voting ends Thursday 16-48 lines Topic... No Tomarrow
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im in this shit meng!!!
im in this shit meng!!! im in this shit meng!!! im in this shit meng!!! im in this shit meng!!! im in this shit meng!!! |
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checkin in, good luck
checkin in, good luck checkin in, good luck checkin in, good luck checkin in, good luck checkin in, good luck checkin in, good luck |
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^So you're not going to no-show him? =p
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dude, mind your own business. i talked to mad about it, stfu
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its really late, but uh.... im doin mine right now, cause im all cracked out lmao
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ok throwin mine uop right now, hope he dont no-show
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Picture a little boy, brown hair, only the age of four-
never did anything wrong, but his mother doesnt want him anymore\ She's always gettin high, with no reguard for her son- even when he's the perfect little boy, by his mom he gets shunned\ He tries to be a good kid, he doesnt know what hes doing wrong- tries to find a toy to play with, while his mom hits the bong\ The young boy woke up one morning to find his mother on the floor dead- the little boy knew his mother was gone, but not one tear was shed\ From that day on the boy was homeless, he had nowhere to live anymore- he was in different foster homes, but no one wanted the son of a crack whore\ The boy felt like he waws alone, wandering the streets every night- trying just to survive in the world, trying to win the fight\ Some told the boy that he would never have a tomorrow- all the boy ever wanted was a happy life, instead its filled with sorrow\ One day the boy found that he was good at writing rhymes- he had a dream of making good money, instead of commiting crimes\ One day he wrote a rap, it was the most heat filled thing ever writtin- but he left his paper in the park, and one day he saw his rap bein spittin\ But he isnt mad, it makes him feel really good- because he just proved to the world, that he did something they said he never could\ |
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