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Date Posted: 15:32:48 10/29/03 Wed
>retards restart ur remarks or depart from da heart of
>us stars
>our scars are large n we barge so pardon us
>ima park where i want, spark up another blunt
>armed enough to harm any army marching
>ima bust in harmony, ya must have armory
>cuz i love archery, ill dart anybody
>make it bloody, ya face takes shape like silly putty
>trust me, nothing has me running
>just my loud mouth that has ya stumbling
>im all out, i feel really slutty
>calm down, ya seem really jumpy
>hear that sound thumping, thats ya heart pumping
>one things for sho, ya ugly
>dumb teens i ecscort from me
>dusting my floors with more whores coming
>i store da force in my pen like a sword
>in a verbal war on my horse
>in a world of shit
>turnin circles in a tournament
>nothins perfect, ill admit
>i got flaws, i got flips
>i want paws, not to be clipped
>pawns not equipted with guns
>hit em with logs n bricks
>with logic for da conscience against nonsense
>take caution walkin across a long fence
>bring some gauze with
>cuz this trip will have ya wanna dip in a coffin
>ya slippin for talkin, distance for dissin n walkin
>im pissin n droppin, liftin n lobbin
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