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FUCKA BABYLON BANDIT!!!

What a day it is for someone like me to come this way, someone you haven't seen, or heard of yet you are intriged by what I have to say....It's not my fault if I come off as a bad guy......It's not my intent and I don't mean to so don't ask me why......All I know is that I like being like this.....And if you have a problem with me feel free to express to me what it is you have to say to me even if it's a good dizz.......Cuz then that opens up the field for a bit of combat.....I fight dirty as you might of guessed and I won't hesitate twice to hit you over the head with a baseball bat. Cracking your skuLL and leaving you lifeLess.....Sorry for the inconvinience "Mr. Janitor", I didn't mean to make such a mess. It's not my fault he didn't listen to the warning of my right fist!

Look, look, look

My Verbal Vernacular, is strappin a mink
so who give a fuk if u ill, or rappin wit pink
im clappin with ya kids, like i've started a rave
kill ya mans, n put valentine cards on his grave
ima bio chemist, an young rapper at best
so if leper audience wanna applaud,...
they'll clap wit ya chest!

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~ Back On My Old Account B!tches ~

look 21 post
am i almost 2 100 not even close
i came here ta battle some punks
not ta type up abuncha junk
plus all wut i seen is gay and posted by chumps
all mah lyrics is smooth you don see no lumps
im not really a rappa im really a thug
runnin round wit guns
you no i sho no love
i wan battle a fool
who da fuck made da 100 post rule
man dat shit aint cool dat shit just cruel
deprivin a young playa of wut i do

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wussup ey

Its da rawest nigga around so don't try ta temp me cuz I do keep a hamma like my name was John Henry. And I rep my hood as if it was my set. Head high in my hood cuz I'm holdin my tec. I got eagles dat throw shit like Philly quaterbacks, Im holdin dat real metal yall still hold water gatz. Get real niggaz know I'm da youngest in charge. Ain't da young gunz just stay raw wit my bars. I'm so demandin have ya mom and ya poopz on crack. And datz only cuz I gave ya best friend a smack. Im a young boy dat fight and even spray shit. While yall other niggaz still gossup like a Bitch. Yeah im violent, I know it might seem. But turn niggaz cold and white like vanilla ice cream. Its a rap cuz im here and I know its a shame. But I got high tec gunnz datz in da gunnz of fame. PUSSIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

yo i juss dropped mah pizza on tha ground
that shit made me frown
im way up here and that shit went may down
you know i like to clown
but that pizza wuz made in mah town
i took a few bites
wuznt sucha delite
dropped mah pizza an hour past midnight
man that shit wuznt rite
that shit wuz untight
but at leaste there wuz more pizza inside mah site
yo g money hollaaaaaaaaaa

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wussup ey

I grasp my pen in a rage, to convince these net thugs that criminals pay, but most are underprivelaged misfits thats gay, so im brainwashing them with subliminal rays, I'm combatting in close quarters when we fight these rivals, to unite and provide bars to win the title, But I consume lifes bullshit and regurgitate reality, Rap is just a fucking mainstream fallicy....

i come through stabbin and shootin always packin me losin?
nah, take ur views and leave me alone, cause my fuse is thin
just split, cause i dont need to hear u start to talk shit
ill make ya quit, cause if u dont ima end up slittin ya wrists
y pretend? killin people has been done and will again
when? who knows, but this shit is just the nature of men

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wilderness bewilderment entertainin exist within detriment...
enter it before memory disestabilishes your regiment...
remember tha no way out cannon that's blastin...
holes into your basement floodin your figure it out actions...
i've been laughin since tha hypocricy became union...
blue collar workers wit 16 cars in carpool communions...
extra terristial sent to you through an avenue where blood drips...
carribou narrates wit sounds so low you listen to become sick...

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when it comes down to speakin' whats on my mind/
i killz the time, im bored for now, but writters block be fillin in between the lines//
what yall dont know about the MAMI, is that i don't block/
it aint my style especially, cuz i NEED Space to J-Hancock//
i rip thru mic sessions, in my homemade Booth/
it's just like tigger's except it aint next to a Toilet stool //
im sittin here with my nose backed up with snot, i know it aint lady like to type/
but hey thatz whats on my mind, with this freestyle "CyPH"//

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The Only Mami rockin' that BLUE!

I dope,NOpe?,Hope!

Don't make me have your cornell ass banned for free posting in my forum hoe-bitch!

~Bounce~

I know U can do better Penskills lol…anyways…


The beats are discrete when the devils sends vocals with heat
Seeping threw the ears that now fears, Tears are being manipulated
From being segregated , due to ones personal destination.
Congratulating an individual for a person being there for you
It’s God that knew this event before you went, so he sent that
Pathway to relax the non hast, tasting victory when finally escaping
The miseries that Satan has left me, a second life by the grace of God
I will survive, this time, shine beyond the sun raise that passionately
Hits my eyes , breaking threw shades and enlighten my companions
In the need in these last days in time

yo i got a topic dat i could adlib
y coppas always up in biz
gave me a 8:30 curfu den got go back ta mah crib ha
but fuck mah po
dat bitch is a hoe
tellin me i cant wear red fuck no
sayin got mah 40 hours of cs
fuck dat shit ill leave wut im sposta clean up a mess
shit next cop i see im put a slug in its chest
nobody likes dem pigs all dey is is a pest

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wussup ey