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Due by Tom Midnight.
(im sure we'll both spit before then but jus in case)

IIGHT HERE IT IS MY COMP IS FUCKED UP SO HERE IT IS

STOLE~YOU~FOR~THE~MOCKING, now ya heads SWOLLEN~FROM~THE~KNOCKING/
'Beat the shit' out of him when me and his COLON~START~BOXING/
I'm known to 'burn an emcee's joint' thats why i'm SMOKIN~THIS~WRAP~GUY/
Not breathin while i'm CHOKIN~HIS~WACK~LINES, bold his 'alphabet' cuz he's TOTIN~A~BLACK~I(eye)/
Get murdered ORALLY cuz i'm spittin METAPHORICALLY cuz its ORACLE~I~SPEEK/
Kid think he can 'rip me' but i guess it was RHETORICALLY and or ALLEGORICAL~SPEECH!
ur 'bitch' so I~SHOT~HER~IN~THE~CELLAR, on the rise like a broke HELICOPTER~PROPELLER/
He's a 'dickryder' so its HELLA~PROPER~TO~SELL~HER, cuz no one wants to 'see or hear you' like Helen KELLER/
My TOXIC TOXINS in my GOTHIC TOPICS got you TOSSED IN while COUGHIN in a COFFIN/
OFTEN I'll punch ya OPTIC so far into the SOCKET, no need for friends, cuz your own back you're WATCHIN!!!

iight u spit

uppin fo u to see this come on yo hit it up wit ur verse
u got till midnight so u got enuff time to "WRITE" ur verse
lol jus playin.... but really hurry up