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Oooh big words but i stay defiant till i die
YOu defiant when convenient, ya names a lie
And redux dont mean reduce step up ya vocabulary
i got oustanding achievement in music like Adam Berry(won an emmy for outstanding achievement in music direction and composition)

Adam Berry? That's a very awful stanza bruh,
If we ever find X in the hood, it's Compton algebra,
Get pussy? Nah you prematurely cum, Is dawg serious?
If you ever see Red in a vag, it's just for a short period.

Just cus you dont understand similes don't try n floss me.
For Real the realest nigga in the street...servin coffe.
Is this kid kiddin ill put FR in a fireball.
like Kip Drordy no Friend Request on his facebook wall.

U See Me Making Ma Cheddar-Here And U Just Wish To Be Better-Dead//Cuz I'll Alwayz 'Come Out On Top Of Re' Lyk 'Letter-Heads'//

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I really lyk how you wrote like.
You sure you didnt mean lick you dyke.

dispite ur a dyke,like what the fuck son,
ur so dumb you cant even function
suck shit bitch ima mofuckin beast,
you ya gotta yeast infection creep
sleep bitch i put you 6 feet deep...
goodnight dyke fuckin withya syke

lyricspitta is like cryptic scripture.
no one understands cus' its written in jibberish.
this kid thinkin he big but he a midget.
he's a choking hazard for little kids.
this time not talkin bout size but Megans Law.
that says this sick little fuck has to alert yall.
that he just moved in, n hes watchin ya kids with a big ol' grin.
just another day thing for NAMBLA president.

Your styles strange and gay,plain as fakes, redux\red ducks can't keep his head above water like killed bloody ducks shot and slaughtered. You spit less hard than a dehydrated guys flem ,forced to 'stay soft' as if you were a clothes softener spread

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call my style strange when yours dont rhyme y flow too busy tryna find nemo wit ya grimey hoe wanna try me go ill leave ya whole spiney shown. Look i can write raps in sentences so no one undestands either am i cool can i join ya group take me to your leader lead me to the beavers. Cus i know you a bunch a pussy actors, ida called you pussy rappers cept you only rap after classes.

ReduX

Change your name to Re-Do
Your lame bars spew
Textual... doo-doo

It's a tragic kids, that'll have to snap this bitch
Kids dastardly attempt, with atmospheric whims
As for this native guy with heinous wild
Anus rhymes, it'll be painless, I
Promise...
That he will be departed from his body...
Like someone farted
Yes, you do type like you're retarded
And, yes... you are heavily hearten
Carry that on your back, in which you painted a target
By not finishing what you started
I'll rip you to smithereens, and that's not far-fetched

lycan seasons open n i don't need a silver bullet, not scared of no mutt/
Werewolf lovin little faggot takin a hairy cock in his butt
Until you learn some english thats all you get one sentence

Redux, the "Rhyme Master", about to get morphed like plaster,
I'm faster, more agile, smarter, and even better looking,
you can't tell through a monitor, but with rhymes I'm hooking,
I'm booking a one way flight to make YOU take flight,
alright, I wont lie, I've got a raw flow, it doesn't show
with the keys I throw but im cooking rhymes till the oven blows,
oh my imaginary friend, how can you help this man,
maybe give him a poke in the right direction,
remove his erections then give him terminal infections,
perhaps smudge his complexion so you never make a female connection,
take that whatever way you want, I just got the raps you wish you got,
oxygen on spot entering conscience thru illuminated glass,
brain matter splats every time I rap,
studying from the best writers that spat,
Big L and Can-I-BUS just to touch base,
on how I learned the lyrics I lace,
I got more bars than you do hairs on your head,
more times than you may claim to have picked up lead,
more times than you claim to have a timezone with "dreads"
maybe you have do dreads in real life,
maybe you dont, but dont let that shit get to your head,
I write 100 bars about bread and it would grow in heads,
so instead of telling me how you rap, just keep thinking.

-- Sat Mar 17, 2012 9:07 pm --

battling me is like looking around and shouting what the fuck happened,
while being blind and deaf, with crippled children running down the stairs,
and your autistic wife rambling how she made a friend today while you nod and think you say who cares,
all fucked up like cause you cant speak right, maybe a little unstable, but my rhymes as tight as a god dam cable. and im able to make fables and topple tables at uneven angles,
the rhymes I type, dont take talent, im kidding, it comes at a price,
bipolar type 2 with a dash of xenophobia, BUT COME AT ME BRO,
this shit gets me high, wont lie, get into the zone, grab a microphone,
leave a mind blown then run out of town like a flinstone, bombing shit from high flying ships, engola gay that is, not your childish kites, so listen, i could be pissing and flow longer than any verse you got, i dont care where your from,who you are, give me something lyrical that I can analyze and find faults,then catapault a rap, im no equator but i use my brains both sides, focusing on using the third eye while I rhyme eyes half closed, not chinese, but i do think in these, just organizing my unorganized thoughts is potent, fuck it,welcome to the club, the only member, debator, the rap creator and offtime lung inflator, just found a new lyrical database to store my amazing raps for when the time comes, nobody could diss me so im just proving a point like im trying to entice,
i just ran out of rhymes so i guess this will have to suffice

fuck his dumb rhymes, we all know in crunch time
tay-tot stay salty like this is a high school lunch line

Wow your still around, seems like your laying where I left you/
Uncle X will key a text that deletes his favorite nephew/
From here you won't be missed although I'm sure your family loved you/
But I gotta give you props if you read the manuscript above you/

Xpliss, I'm 'it' (Explicit, Idk if that plays out?)
Your missing the flow, it ain't nice like dry tits.
Me and you, Won't slide well on the song.
You're baby mama sold your vehicle, to ride on my dong..
I Provide insurance, find me when your health get threat..
I'll smack you on the table like a welfare cheque..


- It's the first time posting lol, I'm probably wayy off..