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Old 09-04-03, 11:30 PM   #1
rule
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From: Ont.
A Statement (reppen the 10th degree)

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Restricted Underground Lyrical Epic...is maken a statement...

I'ma ride till i die never looking back...
Never will i slow down i'll have lyric attacks...
I'll pop any clown who try ta dis me...
Don't temp my anger it prevails destructivity...

i'll go down in history for my ways of the world never bein scared NO PUSSY i dont get frightened I'll frightin you till yah curl /
Influencing many wit my unbearable thoughts, bein so rich think my mind was a pearl can be so sick i cud make yah hurl/
Framed my parents for creating a beast strong an crazy I broke from my leash/
Rhyme killa like godzilla steppin on yah teath putcha six feet deep dont temo me....ca--peash/
Prime murderer to whom may betray the Epic talk some shit an i'll prove im'a monster/
Whos comen ta pop you for some wach words you spoke hang you with a rope from yah banister/
you trash talkin fagget tryn'a run ya mouth like ya no an seen my sins wut u my twin ya fake gangster/
why even put me in the position to put you out'a comition kill you wit out mention then hit probation/
The street an pad have simalarities but you an I have non im'a 10th degree soldja wit lyrical foundation/
Unto my strenghts intoa song ive waited so long to tell these fools who feels sanity/
i was born in poverty my father didnt father me yet im insaulted look a lil at my qualities/
Your second to noe so i guess im number one the true forgotten son who lives in tranquilaty/
Swingin left an right wit both fists to prove im'a leathel lyricest an i'll pop who dont believe this/
my style isnt a stolen structure not inbred like yah uncle an mother its far from bliss/
I'll pop ya if ya dont think my style is cantagious my lifes sometimes a lil to dangerous/
but me an'a pad is fuckin witchu is like a war-amp wit no arms or legs tryn'a swim...bound to go uncounsious/
Wit the tenth degree doin shit thats only obscene attempting to raise surpreme...we liven the lyrics that only exist through yah dreams.../

iight...need some feed back...havent spit in'a while..i hit writters block an im tryn'a get out that stage...peace...
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