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its metaphor leave ya dead-in-war, got 8 barz then seven more...
severing chords, in heaven n lords, cutting the reveron with swords....
saving his gore n adding it to yours. blood stains on the floor...
wood grains stuck in this whore...what the hell are you fucking with me for....
the crowd roared, like when Mj Scored, when i parted to record....
bringing back fire as if i started a ford, this is the beginning of the artic storm..

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hit ya with the mossberg ya lost herb, left ya thoughts blurred//
shit in ya boxers, put em back in ur lockers, I'm something like a author//
but you cant publish me so dont offer, now its getting awkward//
cuz the talk swerved from mossbergs to crossed verbs back to gawkers//
i got a better line up then the Miami Roster, leave ya in a creek like Joey Potter//
you know we slaughter, but get less attention then a homley tottler//
not to mention we hotter, and played in more arenas then the globe trotters//
then ya got this goat knocker, trying to hold me back like Pamela does a rocker//
jealous cuz he's softer, and i aint that sick to talk about my dick posture//
look across ta me, anyone who wants something written it will cost a fee//
thats the exact definition look it up in a glossary, I'm kinda bossy//
eyes stay glossy high as ozzy, u stay below my lines like Aussie//
but thats geography, and you aint g at all ya see, to teach is my audacity//
u should stick to photography, while i get ready to promote a cd//
youll be learning how to use the remote on the tv//
so you can see what i wrote on the free, and spoke on the beat//
how does it feel to choke on ya feet, my reign is coming wear a coat on the street//
or just piss ya pants and continue to soak ya sheets//

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its metaphor leave ya dead-in-war, got 8 barz then seven more...
severing chords, in heaven n lords, cutting the reveron with swords....
craving his gore n adding it to yours. blood stains on the floor...
nothing remains like the poor...left ya with no brains as a bore...
i'm to insane for a cure....should be locked up in chains in a war...
put ya in flames in the morgue...then post pics on this board...

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Coming Soon : Verse 2

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- Reworded the chorus from one of our collabs -

Aight when you don't bite Eminem, and you use your multi's right so they actually go along and make sense instead of hey, look at me, I can find words that rhyme, make one line that makes sense, and then the rest dosn't really tie in...but LOOK I CAN DO IT!!!


*golf clap* yay for you.

whats up typo, its complexity ;/, i don't think of any it eminem said before? and this piece had very few "multis", rhyming more then one word in a bar is just for flow, it has nothing to do with saying "look at me i can rhyme", well thats kinda what the point of rapping is anyway its better than saying look at me i can rhyme like a first grader
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lol diss to goat ass isnt really interesting becuase few people really know him other than some perverted disguistin person.

this was pretty weak wasn't really dissing him that hard at all

it was iight... jus keep at it... keep it up an keep it sharp... 7.3/10

Thanks for all the feedback