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yo! im sleepin on the game, fuck all u n ill leave it on ur names,
thats y im schemin on u lames, while bloods leakin out ur frames,
no meanin in the sane, switchblades release the demon in my brain,
got u hoes feinin in the rain, got real thugs believin in the reign,
jus pardon me im insane, when i make u gansta lean up on the stage,
so g'd up when i play, ur hoes backwards she put her feet up when she pray,
let the metal heat up then i spray, let the clips feed into my rage,
til ur fam is needin to arrange, a casket cuz ur seasons gonna change,
from hot to cold im freezin in the pain, ur sneezin from the chain,
i live 4 2morrow till ce-ments where i lay, cuz i seen it all today,
roll the leaf up wit the cane, take a nummi so its pleasin to my face,
smoke reefer ina haze, so i blaze it even all the keef up in the tray,

now its choke or die, so i close my eyes,
turn the smoke to sky, wit an open mind,
i stoke the fire, till emotions rise up,
provoke the diar, spirit of ghost the writer,
cocked back wit the 45, leave hoes shook n fortified,
how many mics 4 or 5? if i get 1 4 more'll die,
to equal it, n u can meet the clip cuz im sick of ppl's shit,
let the eagle spit, on this feeble clit, its evil spit,
ima bully, fully equipt to kill u automatically,
called a tragedy, the way me n VI mall u magically,

dude this was probably the illest shit i've read from u dawg... for real... i liked the opener man it was fire...

yo! im sleepin on the game, fuck all u n ill leave it on ur names,
thats y im schemin on u lames, while bloods leakin out ur frames,
no meanin in the sane, switchblades release the demon in my brain,
got u hoes feinin in the rain, got real thugs believin in the reign,
jus pardon me im insane, when i make u gansta lean up on the stage,
so g'd up when i play, ur hoes backwards she put her feet up when she pray

those bars were fire!!!

and of course... this was tight

cocked back wit the 45, leave hoes shook n fortified,
how many mics 4 or 5? if i get 1 4 more'll die,
to equal it, n u can meet the clip cuz im sick of ppl's shit,
let the eagle spit, on this feeble clit, its evil spit,
ima bully, fully equipt to kill u automatically,
called a tragedy, the way me n VI mall u magically,

Verbal Intel Murder @ WILL!!!

Dope Dope. 1st Verse Was Just Like Typical Hyping Yourself Which Can Get Boring (in Some Occassions) But The Rhymesceme Flowed Like Fuckin What All The Way, And The Witticisms Made it That Much More Fun To Read. Nothing Negative To Say About it, u Wrote What u intended To Write And Delivered.

2nd Verse Was Good Too, Same Concept But i Preferred The 1st. The Mics Line Was Dope, Still Sharp as Hell With The Multis, a Good Read.

Shit Was aiight ..
Kinda Gassed Me Up Wit Tha Title ..
i Thought This Shit Was Finna Be "OMFG! That Was Sick" ..
But it Was Like .."Okay ..... Waitin` On Tha Good Shit" ..
it Was a Koo Lil Read ..
But Thas all That it Was to Me ..
Kinda Fell Off imo ..

thanx for the feed gentleman

rell i wrote this is 5 mins under "new post"

so it was a keystyle
well that makes it slightly better then
nice flow i loved the multies
encorporated with the flow

all i have to say is, that was alot of fucking wordplay...it was a good read.
i thought it was dope. so fuck the rest of you..lol

take your 2 cents, blow me backwards and swallow my kids bitch.