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yeah i know my bad...i had some shit to say you know?

Subsist, we never really had a free post problem in threads like this until you joined. Who cares if he did more than 4 bars its just a cypher.

word...fake blonde hair cracker..shut up...lol..(look at his myspace)

lmao...at ^^^

delete these lines or deyll repeat 3 times//
deceit dat shines like gettin beat wit chimes//

tear ur fleet wit rhymes, take a seat..u fine?//
hear da beat rewind, grindin ur meat wit limes//

drag a bar backwards, till its sharp enough to stab ya//
tag ya car, smack tards n wrap em wit tarps, my lyrics'll grab ya//

definition of sickness/
deaf n wishin ud rip dis//

repitition is weakness/
rep ur mission im leakless//


am i back?....guess we'll have to see

you are not prepaired for the situation like takin your chick on a quiet vacation at crystal lake and blazin a blunt in a secluded location then just as you get her naked i tip over your tent like hi my name is jason

you know mr vorhees the hockey mask and machete dude im mr continue to hold the title like he said he'd do a textin noob never the less already one ofthe best o bless the booth

This cypher's set to spin,
like a top forever spiralin'//
And I'll be divin on in
to spy on the minds who live//
But if they blind, I'll sign off kid
cuz my time could be better spent//
Like a feather I float through this
with my eyes on the earth I won't miss//

It's hard-to-believe, Women on me like the ganja-they-breathe
Crawlin'-to-me, Puffin tips 'til they scarred-at-the-knees
They calling-to-me, I'm not trying to cruise-pimpin-hos,
Centerfolds, Worse than malicious two-bit-jiggalos
I rather journey-for-peace, than witness burgundy-streets
Because some argument turns-into-beef
They'll never earn-their-keep, When it's time to snatch up the kings
Gasoline on your mattress & sheets, you can burn-in-your-sleep
When you press-the-button, My short fuse blown, No questions-running
Remove foes faster than 2 minute naps, the rest-is-nothing

I'm flowin' potent, openin' a mind with an opus,
cuz my rhyme holds with focus, keep ur eyes on this dopeness//
Peep the kite that I float with, cuz I rose while I wrote this,
Notice the gifts I'm holdin? I'm hip with the hop enfolded//
Skip ur talk, zip ur lip, and listen to the script I flip,
cuz I sip on the prime wine and spit it on ur mind's eye//
Do u get it? Or u blind inside, walkin in the day like night?
Either way, its fine, but I'll change ur pace if I play this right///

Yo son, let me show ya whose flow's the hardest
ya assbackward talk's, for soap opera artists
Damn actor go wipe of ya smile, 'n act retarded
Shine sun shine, sheer doubts got ya blinded
I'm a murk it anyway, anyday, blaze 'n enlighten
Get a bright light up stairs, when I start firin'
Put holy flames to ya shins, 'n spit pure flem
A hex on ya headless hens, nuggeted to the brink