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Playing with me is like, playing with ur life Cut you down slice by slice, no knife Make you a sacrifice, then slap you back to life It’s a full on scrap when I rap, You wasn’t ready for that, I went straight to hell, after I made contact, Battled in pitch black, now they won’t let me back, how many MC you know, is rugged as that, I’ve been to the unknown, and left an impact I kept my pride, it’s all mine, fully intact, I’m on my shrine, come from behind, ain’t no going back If ur verses really nicer than mine, that’s fine – now rap. My scripts, so wicked, they flip manuscripts with one rip, I’ll tear you in half, my warpath is your bloodbath You’re a joke so I just laugh, at this simple task Terrorizing ur *** the terror rising in your eyes You shouldn't have ventured down this path I’m wearing a jason mask, sipping a flask Anyone else jump in, Freddy slicing his *** My writing is brash, If your a titan than clash, If not, your just trash, So I, Hulk smash, Then wipe ur blood off my mask, and relax And get back to stretching cash like yoga class. cause I could care a lot less, about flows that's so monotonous It just shows you’re a hot mess, Your raps blow so much you success You are too slow, to keep up with my progress my style been buck wild since I was a child it sounds like you are much less.
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Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 1:36 PM UTC
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Playing with me is like, playing with ur life Cut you down slice by slice, no knife Make you a sacrifice, then slap you back to life It’s a full on scrap when I rap, You wasn’t ready for that, I went straight to hell, after I made contact, Battled in pitch black, now they won’t let me back, how many MC you know, is rugged as that, I’ve been to the unknown, and left an impact I kept my pride, it’s all mine, fully intact, I’m on my shrine, come from behind, ain’t no going back If ur verses really nicer than mine, that’s fine – now rap. My scripts, so wicked, they flip manuscripts with one rip, I’ll tear you in half, my warpath is your bloodbath You’re a joke so I just laugh, at this simple task Terrorizing ur *** the terror rising in your eyes You shouldn't have ventured down this path I’m wearing a jason mask, sipping a flask Anyone else jump in, Freddy slicing his *** My writing is brash, If your a titan than clash, If not, your just trash, So I, Hulk smash, Then wipe ur blood off my mask, and relax And get back to stretching cash like yoga class. cause I could care a lot less, about flows that's so monotonous It just shows you’re a hot mess, Your raps blow so much you success You are too slow, to keep up with my progress my style been buck wild since I was a child it sounds like you are much less.
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Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 1:36 PM UTC
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