how bosses do it? cause an extreme loss of bodily fluids?
ya chalk lines' just talk rhymes, and ya memory's putrid
yes, you mentally stupid, mistaking I.Q. for G.Q.
even in bean town, college freshmen wouldn't wanna B.U.

spiritual killin spree? dude you couldn't exorcise shit
I'm the main character you more like my side kick
ya boy the real nigga, you the bitch he ride with

flow-khaos
punches-khaos
personals-khaos

vote = khaos

Keep ya fuckin handz up cause I'm the better emcee hands down
I bet when you recite that weak shit that even ya mans clown

you aint nowhere close to pun aka christopher lee rios
jump into the pit you better start callin to dios

fuck ya spiritual babel you not built right for a battle
you the type to ride horse on the underside of a saddle

If posin is illegal kid you should be locked up
if ya skill as vice versa the maybe you'd not suck

precise elated he masturbated and finally game up
even with the dashes n quotations you still a lame fuck

are you serious with that?...you must be joking
I'll lay heat through ya ribs til ya wig is smokin

fuck the kid six with sixteen from the scripts
or hollow point ya joints with 16 from the clips

pick up records done dropped this lame bitch
you prolly aint know or frogot who you play'n with

with that weak shit you a lyricist?, bitch get head straight
you aint a menace motherfucka you more like dead weight

holdin the site back, got somethin to say dont recite that
cause I dont know if you noticed, but kid you quite wack

bruises and incisions from the lyrical collisions leave ya hear imprisoned to the music and the rythm

let's keep it real you aint a street 'pharmacist'
and when it come to this rap nigga you aint harmin~shit
where I'm from we palm~the~fifth and we still move white today
if you ever thought you had a sick verse nigga better wipe~ya~page

lol I dont even really fuck with the beats and I got like 10-15 drum kits, but maybe I'll start fuckin with 'em again. good looks on the kits

pens through the esophogus with needles to ya eyeballs
a molotov cocktail chase it down with lysol
peel the flesh on wrist up, pin it to ya chest
administer cyanide the poison you ingest
twist ya ankles backwards choppin off ya feet
get the fuckin vice grips I'm yankin out ya teeth
wrap you down ...

Leave ya soul 'elevated' with 'precision' on the scope
get ya rock bubbled like arm & hammer dope

Multis: soahk
Punches: soahk
Personals: soahk

Overall: Soahk by a landslide

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SOAHK
Im a legend in rap bringin the calvary back oldschool as "BC" like a "CALGARY MAP"...
Breakin records in sacks over the "salary cap" u skinny bitch ill give u a "CALORIE BACK"...

Die n Face it lets ...