10-16 lines
Blind Spit
No hate, crew, D/R votes
No feeding
Good luck
I'll set it up
Due in half an hour

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Lyrics
One Man Crew
Most of 'em hate me, and it's a rare one who loves me
Niggas fillin' up with rage but they ain't gettin' above me
And after all the battles, the wins are no longer surprising
Pushin' bar after bar, takin' over the game, revolutionizing
Never thought of takin' help from others, see, I'm too proud
And every battle raises the volume of a voice speaking aloud