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IP:
Ok First off by dissen you I dissed your pop's,
I Knocked the dust off your mom's pussy just to get prop's,
Monolo cant touch this, I'm just to hot to handle,
I'm the young hip-hop Tony Soprano,
So step to me and get trampled, wit flows i dismantel,
See I read your battles befor son you better get more practice
because 99% of your style is wackness,
Step to me and get your ass-kicked, this rap shit's a passion,
And I'm always spitten on some sick-shit thats everlasting,
Look your just a practical cat, i'm smashin wit actual facts,
on tactical tracks, I'm just like a runaway train thats off of my tracks,
My flow is straight gory, Full of Fury,
I'll take you behind the scene's like this was Stryk-9"s
True Hollywood Story,
You battle poorly and Your wordplay straight bore's me,
And I know your more bitch-like then 2 dikes fuckin wit spiked devices,
i got you more scared then the U.S. during the whole Y2K crises,
So try to resist this shit i spit and get split when i rip you to pieces,
I'll cut you up into two wit a ginsew using telekenisis,
My strategic thesis leaves Monolo, impared wit parapalegic diseases,
I got your parent's grieven while your on breathing support wiesen--pleadin for Jesus.........Believe this!!!!
Straight Murdering Cats!!!!!!!!!
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