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Date Posted: 23:21:19 02/08/03 Sat
Author: Pat D.A.W.G
Author Host/IP: host-209-214-170-47.sdf.bellsouth.net / 209.214.170.47
Subject: Got done slamning a 40 yall feels good, but all is not good, heres a quick keystyle for yall. PEACE

Cutthroat venemous is you strong or ignorant delicate/
shatter you after 4 brews serve you with the detrimant.
To ya health back burner is where I launch you/
catapault throwing rhymes like rocks cus I have to.
stop the next cat coming up ta bat and get beaned/
intertwined or mass confusion peep the sceen/
three ring circus wit no purpose let me intervene.
Plant my feet like plants grow roots channel out/
this is what its all about emcees smell like daed trout.
Misrepresent so i carve my name in ya chest wit hot pens/
top ten catch a slug from rhyme skills make a back bend.
Putn matter to track got mad rhymes like the black cat wit a top hat/
they cant top that or stop that bring a hard so I dont destroy ya brainrack.
John Does catch ill flows when I spit acidic text/
if one goes who will be next ta feel breaks in they necks.
My season emcees pleading not ta get they lifes snatched/
say what u like but understand I brew an ill batch.
Losing all hope rope a dope lyricals get smashed like cheap cunts/
verbals is a big hitter but others just get hrough cus they bunt.
Feeling semi drunk me and the x bitch might go out ta dinner on valentines/
qucik rhyme wit no thought staring at ink blots all the shit in life think I wanna cry.

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