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uhh jus listen im pretty (straight as hell) RYAN MADE ME FUCKIN CHANGE THIS....
but either way wanna battle bitch ill fuckin end ya life.. cock sucking ass rag...
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Peak #2,614
Peak in subgenre #1,436
Author
Emcee Plasma
Uploaded
August 10, 2003
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MP3 4.2 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
never replay our voice, that track is copywritted, and like aliens boy ya career will never be sighted, striking fast like lightning, this lad envys me so bad he even bites my voice in his writtings, ill be quite honest im astonished with how your lungz are saturated with pnemonic phonics, ill engulf this sand niggas world with a bubonic plauge of ebonics with a whole new style of gothic topics, leave ya mind a folded gaskit n a empty pocket, while i hold a picture of me inna locket above ya casket an drop it, than a view of me eternally while ya body gets knawed, and if ya voice holdin a golden barrell ya shotty get sawed, satanic az fuck but still godly wit claws, while this newbie is still just a toddler with flaws, bury you? the only problem i have is when you bother my sod, churin ya life im the father wit bars just call me ya god, stop with the nonsense before ya get thrown ta the ground n stabbed, this bitch inna demonic convent im grippen throats when i say ya sound is grabbed, when ya hangin by a rope ya never be bound by slack, this dogg say he dope but really this fuckin hound is whack, when i say im retreating i really mean steppin around the back, and youll still get defeated when my nouns attack, like priest sex ya wont eva get NUN, and the only writting fit youll have is an epilleptic one, i sever necks fa fun, startin battles with shooters on blocks instead of puns, the only heater he blast is built into a damn mans homes, and the only fire ya seen is contained by silt n granulated sand stones, when standin toe ta toe the top of ya dome meets the low of my nose, its christmas time when ya present ta spittin battle ill rip ya open, with more ease than splittin cattle i slit the chosen, wrists bent with quick recognition, ill quarentine this sick opposition, with force and speed like a SEALED hostile mission, hes sittin pissin and shittin blanks, ignoring the vision of ranks, missin the flank,the closest ya been ta danger was bein naughty-spanked, with wrists bein chopped n ganked, outspittin this foreign bitch even talkin tanked, cant break in like the code to a locked up bank, since you steal my shit heres sum pirated software now fuckin walk the plank...
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