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Chi-skraperz...Elements from Illinois
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I got a hundred niggas Trying to Test...and u Cant TOuch the Midwest, midwest
If u wanna get a Chunk blown from ya Chest..come to the fucking midwest, midwest
and On the real..Snot NOSE is Something that will bring you stress..u stress
If you got a Problem with CYph bring that ass to the Midwest, Midwest
Wheres the Gats @..POLO u cant even snap SOLO...
nigga Had a Parent Permission Slip to even Buy my Promo
Thats SLO-Mo the FACT Ur WACK...means I got a No-SHow
U got a ILL ass beat But your WHOLE Image is SO-SO
i throw Low Blows...and Yo ur whole Style low blows..
When MY CD hits it'll catch more ears than a MOBILE...
Cell-Phone...Call me I got more Lines Than Sprint kid...
Victim...Ill beat EM till he forgets where his Dick is...
Inches...means How close you be down into Hell son.
thats 4 Bitch...lucky that ass landed on a hard-on...
Im Twisted...lyrically Superb to any Homo-Sapien
kick Styles...not even if ur Parentage was ASIAN...
Im Flamin-In..Damagin any Rhyme style u breakin In
Blow SEts...Bombing on yo ass Just like Arabians...
u gonna Have to Swallow ya Pride When I finish rip this...
u taking an Ass whoopin and ya Hoe comes with interest..
I got a hundred niggas Trying to Test...and u Cant TOuch the Midwest, midwest
If u wanna get a Chunk blown from ya Chest..come to the fucking midwest, midwest
and On the real..Snot NOSE is Something that will bring you stress..u stress
If you got a Problem with CYph bring that ass to the Midwest, Midwest
I promise I flow u off the Continent with half of this Content..
u just ride music notes for Kareoke... I strangle it with Confidence..
murder any material U Popping...If I aint Dropping ten...
Knuckles to ya FACE... even when my R.ARM aint functioning
this nigga studied my teqhnique now he MIMIC flows...
thats a Mixture of Canibus, Chino XL..and James Earl...
jones... Firearms that'll keep this NIGGA leaned off his toes..
...I got two arms to Box and my mind for the Microphone
Its suicide Against me... sorta like DRY land and a Jet Ski///
moving at a Speed a Leapard couldnt blow a paw to catch me
heres where you come in ...trying to be all u can be
Sorta Backwards like Hennesy in a Large IV.
All I see...is Curtains for you like a Martha Stewart Expo...
Ill cut off ya Toungue and Sell it to fuckin a lesbo...
please someone HELP this Guy...with some medical
or u can suck my dick and walk off the stage like a professional
thats it dude...Here u Can take Back ya testicles..
i hate Small change..and thats what ya girlfriend said of u
Big Cyph...I killed this Cat now please..hand him his Coat
Cus he gonna be lookin tomorrow like a horoscope
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