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>>Soon as a verse starts I eat it at MC's heart >>what is he thinking to go against me, be smart. >>And its absurd how people hang on every word. >>I'll probably never get the props I feel I ever >deserve >>but I'll never be served my spot is forever reserved >>if I ever leave earth that would be the death of me >>first. >>Cause in my heart of hearts I know nothing could ever >>be worse. That's why I'm clever when I put together >>every verse >>my thoughts are sporadic, I act like I'm an addict >>I rap like I'm addicted to smack like it fuckin >>matters. >>But I don't want to go forth and back in constant >>battles >>the fact is I would rather sit back and @#%$ some >>rappers. >>So this is like a full blown attack I'm launching at >>them >>the track is on some battling raps who want some >>static. >> >>let's see how many of your men's loyal, >>when i pull up looking for you, >>with a pistol sipping on a can of pennzoil >>i'm revved up, who said what would lead bust ur head >>would just explode >>with red stuff i'm hand cuffed tossed in the paddy >>wagon >>braggin about how u shot it like a coward, bullets >>devour you showered you >>niggas, if i was u niggas, i'll run while given the >>chance >>understand i can enchance the spirit of man >>death itself it can't hurt me, just the thought of >>dying alone that really >>hurts me, u ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap >>talk >>be smart and stop trying to walk how g's walk before >>we spark >>hug the floor while we plan to the war with ur life, >>@#%$ the tour and the mic >>i'll rather @#%$ a whore with a knife, deliver that >>@#%$ the coroner's like >>you high hype poppin' @#%$ in broad day light nigga ur >>a gonna at night >yo my name is smiles i got many styles here's one you >ca' get use ta' blind focus in your direction and can >tell that your a loser my solid foods ca' bruise ya >you talk like a pussy n' i rip through your flesh like >a cougar >your sweet like pure sugar your mom's look's in the >classified her ass is fired as a hooker, you don't >know me but learn i took ya' under my wing taught ya' >alot now just seems ya' ass ain't learnin' a thing you >still wonna flow ya' too young grow up when they was >givin' out dicks why ya' ass didn't show up faggot >fuck that doggie you barely stand a chance funny how >the word coochie came from what you got in your pants.

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