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I aint the one to talk like a faceless gun

I followed my role models they like take some drugs

now i sneeze blow and my speech shows

that i aint shit to poke at cuz i'm the needle

talk with message, the fuck? i aint the beatles

I'd rather talk about suicide for a while

and the train of thought of that shoot that flight and walk the rest of the miles

on some wannabe thug concept to keep the real me concealed

cuz he aint shit but perverted thoughts and buzz kills

cut my arms off but i hug still

won't be a man till i hunt to kill

instead for just entertainment

rappers against each other tryna see who's the better cavemen

alive but the concious plays dead

fuck off while a purpose to live i'm evadin'
 
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I'm back like fear of public speaking
Using presentation, while others are spilling
The beans, like losts kids from universities
Our flow is accessed to destroy yal like Miltary Troopers
After clarifying our alternatives, there no foundation parties
With yal clowns, The lyrics are postively, to give yal losing interests
When yal feel the adjustments, yal will understand the facial expression
Like a distracting presenter who lost in the sport field, yal flow ain't speaking!
 
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Hip punch, yal ain't star wars
Flip crunch, yal ain't star trak
Script lunch, yal ain't star wars
Kick punch, yal ain't star trak
Battling our raps of traps
While others stack wack raps
Yal are only trash, and old
Like boring shows, but we are glad
To have what we have, great raps
Of wicked tracks, yal can't wicked raps
Yal can't kick it wicked tracks
Yal just wack who stick it trash
When yal flow yal stink it trash
Just for get it, yal weak with yal raps

Like no other yal neva strike like hot tracks
Other than raps yal anit creative like blue ray on racks
Versing yal is simple mistake, so you can bite, n laugh like macks
Either yal retarded or trying find some relvance that will neva work

Yes yo verse need to be reconstructed, cuz the rest is trash
Avoiding yal weak m.cee, is simple like teaching powerpoints to kids are wacked
Listening to yal albums are interesting, but yal make sale dropp, like hot sale track

Winning wasn your goal, until our communication skills received our confidence, yal slack
Is the purposely why yal punish yoself, because into the wrong mental mind state
Nothing or a reason why make you a winner if one godly line defeats you like a energetic
Slacking vivid mind states will neva reach dynamics like emphasizing becuz yal neva in da network!
 
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Enough what we said its like climactic
Climax you can climate, clientele like clear cut
Hair cut, we all need to look nice
And stay bright, yal make it fades, and shape ups
Dress like stars, for a quick cheer ups,
No need to give up, smell like polo sports
Its a great plan, don't yal think, to look sharp
Climactic repeating words, so you can lose yal
Interests, or come back like the last action hero
Disobey rules or disordered, gets disjointed like dish rag
Uza the type to get dishonor like disinfect, like match
Disorient or disorientate!
 
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The fact is i back smack cats and stack chips

back crack with bats with spike tips

you lack rap skills so you snatch this

but i react slap the crap out ya fat lips

nap nap go to sleep you dead

shoot cuz cats wack raps stuck in my head

venom i leave cats spider man red

my carnage is viral so quickly i spread

sickly niggas rap sickening

stick up cats with the mac gimme

wallets purses please empty

cock the hammer release and empty

chest lookin like swiss cheese

you the shit? Bitch please

dont tell the bitch please

just force that bitch to her knees
 
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Fuck all that beef shit
East coast, west coast
The beef is alive when
I roast these weak m.cees
You learn, burn, earn like unique
I neva said I know it all
Guns, fights, drama cuz
Violence, my bars are reason
Why it prove its points
But these lines are miltary text
You get so scared you'll get a sex changed
Yo so fag, I had to laugh to see what's yo next move
Trying to become better than my lines
Hey joke there no way you better than my lines
You better off bitting harder then a dog bone
Get lost in da twighlight zone, even if you attack with a clone
Like Big Pun...I still will shiiittted on you! No clown
I slaughter dead beat m.cee to shows other example
They ain't good on no mic, you might as well give up like kids that don't read the bible
Minds full of frown, the magic works like King with the crown!
 
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Mortal kombat raps
Will take you to hell
Like fatality raps, dress shirt
Take out yo inside, you gonna
Need another shirt
Dress rehearsal, no worries
Uz neva an asshole, get shitted
Shit from a asshole, you too pussy
You might ass well eat it
Eat the hairy ones, like drunk
That needs to shave, yal dudes matches
Not a sexes my style like gals and dudes
Too, who care what my dribbles rap does
Is gonna teach you suckas how to drift
And change back to its basics
Or muthafucka eat a fat dick
You wasting my time fat bitch
But to some I'm only kidding
You can listen to Joe or 50
Makes these lines gerontolgy
Then you know I wasn't playing
Like gesticulateion, body goes in missing parts
Verse style bloody as eva, have yo corny ass praying
Get back learning carbanted, yo ass gets ended like bubble rising!
 
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I'm back with my black n white

Flow, or the Navy n white flow

Talking like the white Sox n Yankee

Flow, other try to flow facts

They say our style is yuck

Because, our mic have been

Murdering more mics then

World war one, our style is tight

Throwing nothing but ammo

Fuck a fare one yal can die for free

Dragon punch ya, feel the flame death

Like death tracks!
 
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We feel like true miltaries
Speaking through these death rhymes
Are you trying to shine?,
Too bad, we all ready caught
For being the best lyricest
And you say, are you serious?
Really?, you got flow?, but won't put
On the mic show?
Nah!, because, our flow is too
Dirty!, we might scare y'all!
Bump all that!
We flow for the ones
Can't flow, you speak a good one
Well, we'll speak a better you
A battle for a battle!
Who cares if you get yo feeling hurt
Fuck get, throw enough flames
Until the rain come, have the world crying
Please stop!, please stop!
Sorry, our style is still evil
Oh well you already forit
Towel down like rocky
You couldn't box out our style
Even if you wuss lucky!
Sorry for being ugly
We end you, bombs, minds
Explosions, body in pieaces
And tell us that we can't rhyme!, what the fuck!
 
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You can't even breath right
How we read yo rhymes
Or wack lines, plus yo voice
Is wack, threating us like ya
Going to kill us, yo the flow
Is sports, kill the beef
These are only battle raps
Go punch for a punch
A kick for a kick, yeah talk yo shit
Come thru like army tanks
Shoot yal like Starship Troopers
After the scene, their would be
Swats of cops, oh shit, fuck we got
Busted, should've learn watch what
We do or is jail time our friend, or enemy
Call it whateva, even if we flow wack
We can be nerdy, pretty or ugly
After you dead, tell this was the illest
Rhyme battle you eva had, yeah yal can sound like who eva
But we'll keep it real, thank for letting us talk that shit! And leave yal dead like Whoa!
 
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Get arrested what eva you trying say
So whut yo style is gay
Get ripped up everyday
Copy yo shit, make it better
And wish you was us everyday
Well we are human beings
Fuck okay we get our feeling hurt
Probly cry after a mean battle
Or a mean match like Rampage
Vs. Jones, know shit a fight is fight
Before we get attack by yo words
We still the nices, cuz if we don't step up
We neva got skills like love yal
Fuck it, they think we wack
Wack is only if don't try
So try, and get tried, fight
Get beat up, at the end day
You have became who you really are!
If that don't work, atleast, we wack ass tried...lmao!..lol
 
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you be lucky to duck when the pump shuts suckas up
better to bust another mother fuckers tux than to trust his crusty bucks
must lust to knuckle up when these muscled rustlers fuck with us
hustling tons of dust plus some other stuff out the trunks of the rusted cut
an influx of funds is what i must come up on if i want to come up, son
believe i leave you with busted lungs when i touch with guns
you see we be trustin none, that's why these fuckin bloodsuckers done

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im jus gonna take all of your rhymes thanks . keep posting AND IM dead serious ima take all yo shit
 
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Since I will return to dust these rhymes I crave

You dig this, I dug it up, let me procrastinate my grave

The clock still ticks, so around my neck clocks I flav

Old school be the flavor, my heart, strong and brave

Lazy man I am not, raising children son

Not a baby daddy, a father for 3 plus another 1

My introduction here, will be lost or won

Not just for fun, I'm gracious with mild wit

obsessed with Hip Hop criminally, but le-git
 

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