fuck skillz ill drop illz you pop pillz and drop still
brainsurgeon is simply prejudiced against imbeciles
ill scrape the sky with the left fist
and backhand with the right -- you get bitched
you blessed still because I spit to bring you the Holy Ghost
and folly roasts, like bread niggaz, get served as wholly toasts
and totally roast before i even begin to duely scold
these fools don't spit wordplay and use stupid quotes
- bullshit -- fully bold
and it aint worth to be spewed to the people told
i'm mastering the tehcniques and getting immune to theatrics
most of these kidz can't spell their name, and surge does paedeatrics
the tactic's to split niggaz down to size, so i can taunt these mini mes
niggaz that couldn't even diss intelligent with straight forward similes
these niggaz aint worth our while like their family bankaccounts
money where the mouth is and they wouldn't be down for the count
against some of these jokers, who needs punch lines, when they volunteer dumb lines
they could willing drink boiling water, yet wouldn't spit out the "hot rhymes"
and ganstas would shoot themselves in the face with plastic uzi's shot on safety
some people need to be shot and die slow fo' being so freaking crazy!!!

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ill shit bro, keep droppin, rep the fam joo know, u got skillz mae,
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hit mine and WORD~PERFECTS collabo up, its a few threads below this one

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some nice lyrics, aiight for a keystyle, some nice skillz dawg...um since theres no topic i'll jus say it was tite...respect

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y'all niggaz thinking how do you get ill? well, 10th degree's teaching lessons
technically, they call 'em blessings 'cause ya'll don't deserve this..but i feel like textin'
me and audo decided to have a war of words..n b could've hurt these illiterates with diction
since the force of it causes friction..instead, i chose to "speak to you foolz" like nursery book pictures
the words portray a thousand photos..and niggaz..you better believe this:
immune to these bitches, drooling on keys, y'all couldn't type clever reprieves to these lyrics
shit..should've known what 10th degree was about..physically..mathematically..semantically,
affirming our position, while..y'all were cofirming restriction, as..we avowed this oppression, and..
you'all dispersed in derision, cuz..ya'll never stopped contributing faggotness in your theatrics!!!!
two egos can't occupy the same space at the same time.. so jockeys could only ride "ten" at the end of each line!!!!
i switch rhymes and "kick minds", demonstrating why very witty personalities've kept endangering dim styles!!!!

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..we scorn kidz with multi's, the punches, mock peace! the point is, you pop pillz, and drop still
we fuck skillz, tenth degree are rap battles' ubiquitious war artists the way 'we draw killz'!!!!
..the jaw drops, but we don't stop..
..like severed soap operas we 'quickly conclude, mince your episodes", piss on bitches, use their crew mates as receptacles, tenth degree's indefinitely prejudiced against imbeciles, like christ refuting, we 'make slack muses (sadducees) state in decibels'..!
..being supermen, we 'scrape the sky with the left fist, then backhand with the right to make you girls cry when you get bitched'..with your weak platoons and best buffoons..no..you mightn't test this..since tenth degree SLAUGHTER!!! in fights, we restless!!!!! ("rest"-"less")
..you vexed 'still', because i salivate to bring you the Holy Ghost, like kidz tampering with guns, 'the folly roasts', chicken, like bread, niggaz get served as wholly toast and totally fold before we even begin to duely scold, those niggaz, who put stupid quotes in fully bold..
..being mostly illiterate, these homos in effect obtuse to the fact we're medieval axemen, masters of the techniques and getting immune to thea-trics, you foolz need practise! tenth degree! we confuse to snap shit! y'all the whore house, we are the pimps that misuse to leave you slashed, bitch!!!!
..like e alliteration our canto's aren't easily seized (c's), we employ tactics to slit niggas down to size so we can taunt these mini mes, we endanger words slurred real insipidly, you'll get bust if found first giving lip,
y'all wack, thus i'm spitting this: y'all like old movies stores inproperly, how surge is ripping clips!!!!
..we have here amply hard surmounts, cuz these niggaz incur, they aint worth shit, like their family bank accounts!!!! ouch, we, simply start recounts, to how, like villain lining up in martial arts flicks, '10th end dafts in mad amounts'!!!!
..whilst some niggaz bringing forced lines, other spewing dumb lines, you wonder why we'll beat the tough kind? tenth degree can drink the coffee piping, cuz we adhere to spitting 'hot rhymes'!!!!

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y'all niggaz thinking how do you get ill? well, 10th degree's teaching lessons
technically, they call 'em blessings 'cause ya'll don't deserve this..but i feel like textin'
me and audo decided to have a war of words..n b could've hurt these illiterates with diction
since the force of it causes friction..instead, i chose to "speak to you foolz" like nursery book pictures
the words portray a thousand photos..and niggaz..you better believe this:
acute to these bitches, drooling on keys, y'all couldn't type clever reprieves to these lyrics
shit..should've known what 10th degree was about..physically..mathematically..semantically,
affirming our position, while..y'all were cofirming restriction, as..
we avowed this oppression, and..you'all dispersed in derision, cuz..ya'll never stopped faggot adherent contributions!!!!
two egos can't occupy the same space at the same time.. so jockeys could only ride "ten" at the end of each line!!!!
i switch rhymes and "kick minds", demonstrating why the very witty personalities've kept destroy given dim styles!!!!

tight work

not to be rude or anything but who da fuck is going to want to buy your album if it ever comes out i mean ya name is BRAINSURGEON an ya a guy, it sounds like you have a P.H.D. at sucking cock heh heh heh you really ought to change ya name
or maybe you really do suck dick an you represent da gay rappers
........uhhh where was i uhh how did i get here haha hey who wrote dis?

yeah tight shit dawgy keep it up

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