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Check in by: 08-17-04 at 10:36 PM

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Might be winnin' that Dizee battle, but you're loosin' this
Think you can beat me, when you writin' Papoose's shit*
Damn, BIGEE, face it you wack, stop rappin' and writin'
Cause every post you make, I see your wackness is rising
Most the shit you spit don't rhyme, what's wrong with you?
Leave your body parts all around the city like a bombing crew**
Structure and flow wack, and your rhymes are nonexistent
Stick to battlin' people like Dizee, don't try with the omniscient
I ain't gotta try to kill you cause I've seen your rhymes before
Everything you've spit is "straight" gay like a "spinal cord"


* http://community.rapverse.com/showthread.php?t=141413
** graffiti

I inhale the deepest, cock back and bust rhymes at your speakers I'm troubled, shoot out the air bubbles in your sneakers
The type to cop a Cadilac along with all the features
Then take the back streets to avoid the leeches
pregnant ENSAINE bitch talk shit, I'ma destroy her fetus
Her dead baby popped this pussy, and her bitches can't beat us
Straight strong armin Me without rhymes is like a flynt with no flash
Stripper with no tits, car with no gas your name should be prickless
Cuz every time you open your mouth, you suckin my dick Let me turn up the heat man
Dig it the S.C.B. It ain't no room for no non-ass soldier niggas
an it's amazin how the heat bring out the hoe in ENSAINE
when pistols blastin Slash, coke, crack, slinger
Sling crack smack sling dick to dingbats
that try to pussy boochie coochie I'm in that
pimpn' raps, I spit em, fed NARC's, I dip 'em
Bentley and large rims spinnin, the shit is sickenin It ain't never gon' stop; well maybe for four days
but then I'll return, more blacks to burn for more yea
ENSAINE you gay ass motherfucker get off this shit mean click bitch