dis shits is like do-doo,(two brothas fightin) who?... u na u dude//
hard niggs puffin some kools,tools, ol school...they play by foul rules, 1 hype da otha so they mental is fuck u,now here comes 2 thru u, 1 leg first then otha 1 too, ya screwed need mo lube fo da tube,like paper plains ya lyrics is unglued!

Welcome ta may day as i spray an ak/
man u too gay open up yo damn legs/
pussy nigga get trayed yea i don't play/
u get laid,slayed,make yo life turn gray/
im here fo a long time yall betta pray/
niggas lookin at dis shit like "he okay"/

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yo that fo'trill kid needs to get out of this post.....if you ain't gone post and show us what you think a multi is then step out....i meant get the fug out the way like, get the fuck out of this POST!!!! ~1~ carry on

watch dis cat,i'll shut his trap wit dat fake rap, lookin like a lil muskrat// i cancel contract, leave bomb bags wit notes attached to that//come on black,who want that 5th to come back?oh snap,crackle pop,who got shot? i swing glocks bets belive in da clip16 is all hot//i drop but don't stop when i set up shop,like blowin up shit when my targets locked//

get yo eye popped, when my fists cock
iron rock you in yo wig wit my slang-shot
make ya heart stop, all that shit tok
knock you out on yo block
you neva pop no glock

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It's been awile...

multies, fake rolies, u can't hol me//
i skoll thee,come on homie now act like u know me//
played pong so now i dis on shanobe,ur total is 1 dollar and 87 cents, now u owe me,play coldly seperate da fakes from phonies//
multie cypher king son give me my trophie//

moldy, oldey-goldy an' totally wack.//
try ta hold me back as I roll this track.//
totin' a gat cocked back, click-clack, trigga snapped.//
fire three ringers ta bring-yer ass to your last step.//
colapsin' ya back as yer spine cracks, game set match.//
fag step back, ya can't rap, ya-lack talent, yea-(lol)-a challenge.//
how?- ya all soundin' like a thousand decibles of raffi records only raffi's better.//(raffi- childrens song writer.)
ya-can't grasp a proper sentence, it's time ta end-this.//
try and defend this- I jus ignite you in a symphony of fire like benson-n-hedges.//(international fire work show in Toronto)
my multies leave y'all bent bitch.//...... ha ha

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multiply these multi-diseases...which eases and pleases...most assurdley ceases to bring about pieces from Reses...greasy as this thesis...do not attempt to say the name of...telekenisis is used for seasoning seasons of poetic releases...

oh no there they go,in between me and me is 2 hoes//
wit out flo,oposite of fast is slow, mo's da name//
playin, place bets when i'm gamin,tamin lions//
witout names fryin fish,bitch look what a catcher gets//
trips,fuckin wit hoes down ta da clinic//

shoot u gun go click bullet goes quick shot u cos ur a prick always on dick that shits sick what makes u tick?

that shit was exactly that, shit.//
you're the only mc that has the right ta call his lines spit.//
ya rhymes slip, like ya skipped rap less-ins 101.//
bus yo-gun, but don't get me wet.//
fuck, a hoe's all you is.//
male body with no dick and double D tits.//
I'm doubling ya witts, twice tha ice on my wrists.//
clenched fists, poised ta hit.//
poison darts whip thru the air, on point direct hit.//
I'm bombin' this joint' like I bunned it back wit one hit.//

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i flip flop,like fish that luv ta swim top//
luv ta break and pop,i'm an urban myth like soda and pop//
rocks, bets belive hip hop don't stop//
i might just drop any nicca i pop//
mach,me won't be somthin ta see//
gotta trust me,like jason...quick ta leave ya guts gushin//
bustin, hold yards down in rushin,famous so i'm makin gurls start blushin//

who says i cant rap?
Ill pull off the strap and make sure i busta cap,
Ma nickname be Chap, but you can call me steel trap,
So lets recap, if ya wanna scrap, jsut step back, and ill give ya a slap and end it with a spinal tap.

fuck ya chit chat,i bust fo feed back, nicca where da weed at?
when i cop dat,go from wood,gold ta platnuim stat
i ain't da average cat,i like twix so keep yo kit kat
i'll flip that,magical shit like bunnys in da black hat
no counter act,just body mutalated pieces in a duffle bag
from bag-dad,if u got cock then keep dat,cuz all i'm tryin to find out is where da hoes at?