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u could be ill-legal but im disrespectful thats y they call me uncivl since the of brith i been curse to spit this shit aint rich just wanna make enough to get a sandwich and stop pumping on the coner but lik u said it's the way to ceace the hunger moms telling me thats pops ran away when it's the ova way around shit he got push away and to this day i walk wit my head held down wereing a frown life only good when ur briued in the ground
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shit the only thing im pumpin on the corner is ur mom/stay calm u opened urself up for me to drop that bomb/and i hope u get ur sandwich/cause with rhymes like those its gonna be a long time b4 u get paid bitch/and if ur happier in the ground i could do that with a smile/i got the grim reaper on speed dial/shit we're on a first name basis/let him show u the basics/me and the grim, bet u didnt know death had 2 faces/
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First of all 2 pump anything u'll need a dick first/ a head and shaft equipped wit 2 balls to spray the thick splurg/ in wich case, dick face, your fucked so revise and switch words/ flip ur flow around and make it easy for the listener/ I know its hard cause aint nobody spittin sick from pittsburgh/ and if you cant take dat, kick bricks and hit da curb
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am i gonna have to be the only mc comin up with shit werth spittin in here/durrrr... u cant rap cause ur from pittsburgh is all ive heard and that aint gonna make me shed a tear/ur rhymes are weak and inferior/ur future is bleak im the supirior/ill fuck u up from the interior/cut u from the inside out/its my turn now/so ima show u how/a real dog barks bow fukkin bow wow/keep bringin all that stoopid shit u talk/it just gonna get ur ass outlined in chalk/its gotta be hard to talk when ur mo fukkin mouth is always filled with cock
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Yo ILL i'm continuing it now
Too bad don't have a cow
I keep my rhymes nice and simple
1 can burst all ur pimples
At least the gangster dumbasses can understand my rap
I don't get your rhymes, you really need a slap
Dude I know where those rhymes came from
They came out of yo fat bum
Some people are awesome and are an exception
But most of you throw the rhyme football and it's an interception
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Look
Lets get it poppin and crackin in this bitch
cats act like they forgot what could happen in this shit
before we boxin and scrappin in this this or before i grab it cock it and clap it in this bitch
when the rocket out the holster them hollows like eggo waffels they poppin out the toaster
boxes for the smokers and bottles for the alcoholics i got the sc goggle and the tops off it
i got the farthest holdin drugs like a docters office signed or unsigned im on the block regardless
BITCH!
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introducing c n e into the cypher, i got this bulletin board locked down with snipers,the hypenitis writer where other mcs beefs is appetizers, sharing my rhymes with a key pad minus the wires, thats cordless 4 u mcs thats lost coordinates u a immigrant on the mic that needs 2 b deported
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Yo just a tip i'mma flip this shit with a quick spit
Ya'll niggaz up in ere think you can post any crap with the left click
No offense but am merking all ya niggaz..............left ripped
Living in the old days with Q-tip
Not the pool cue dummies, the rapper....................stupid!
Still envy EAZY? they aint gonna b another ruthless
Malikai, shit i cant even pronounce that name
The bitch above you.................... you both sound the same
Damn am out........................... am finished
Cos i ripped every mother fucker in less than 3 minutes
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scene fleeing the scene of the crime is c n e an t n g speeding in a s t i
1 witness reported 2 hav heard an arguement the other 1 said i heard shots & screams , yall bitches shouldnt hav started it, i new u were retarted, i new i had u scared u shit your pants when u farted, i got a bargain, buds & booms in da boot, i dashed 4 da car, an tangi he dashed 4 da loot, we robbed him senseless
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(ya'll need 2 elevate seriously)
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no grudge or beef on ya lyricist..just fuckin around
yall guys suck, fuck a duck
before stick a stick up ur butt
haha, now guess whos back
soooooooo............take that
lyricist is no lyricist, hes a queericist
Caz when i mac u fear this shit so quit quick bitch
Mick split ur shit, im Rick james and hit the spits kid
Splitting ur clit with dick tips, and hip rits in the ship kicks
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cum on man this cant be it well i guess im hating its my own style of igonrance and since u wanna act so big and tuff now where were u 5minutes ago nowhere to be found act stuid if u dare and i'll lay u down to get rape by the gauge skeet skeet levin shells in ur rib cage wit no hollow tips and sorta lik a clit ring how i put metal in a pussy lip....
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ur ignorent but they say ignorence is bliss/
u full of sht u female dog scratch that u bitch/
i dont miss wit u homos u all faggots/
u all talk sht but lik a white grls ass.........u cant bac it/
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come back when you can write some lines/
i see you people on street corners rappin for dimes/
tell me when you writen sum crazy shit/
cos these lines u spittin are crap, u overgrown tit/
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booty ass rhymes comin from a pitiful mind//
your shit is like something i'd expect from the blind//
boyz like me you search for but can never find//
lyrically im gonna leave you in a bit of a bind//
hangin by the fuckin skin of your hide//
ready cause this here is your final ride//