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Lyrics explicit, I spit from spiritless lips...
about' hittin' innocent victims, with bars thats spillin' they s**t,
on the bricks formed by the ability, I have come to expect,
from a line-up of would-be rappers, who wont ever establish a hit...

Lmao I'm kushed out right now clownin with my homeboy nd this comes off the dome...what yáll think?

twisted

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CUzGmDg19nQ
Aight listen up.
That kid Youn Flo you know he's staying fresh
How could you haters even try to test
They know that im the best, so its time for you to regret
Stop showing off and instead show me respect
Im something unbeatable so call me green lantern
I'll put rings around your head like you was the planet saturn
Don't you see a pattern, he's ahead of the times
And believe me when i say im packing much better rhymes
This is just exercise, im a lyrical bodybuilder
And i'll knock your a** out like i was Anderson Silva
Must i repeat myself no get it when i say it
Make me talk twice and i swear im gonna spray it
Im a lethal injection call this s**t your death sentence
That means you'll be dead before i finish this sentence
They all try to step to me but in the end they all fail
Like the smallest ***** that dropped the soap in jail
Well, thats you just the victim of a rhyming assassin
So when your aiming for 1st place your gonna see me passing
To me raps my passion, but don't call me the Christ
Because if a hater comes at me then there's gonna be a fight
Im bright, compared to these emcees in the dark
And to me battling you niggas is like a walk in the park
Flo's a stalker, while your nothing but a s**t talker
I'd stuff your rhymes like the nerd in a high school locker
Powerful flow so my fans can call me Superman
Because i can do more than that man can
Damn, i done went too hard on a b***h
I only needed one shot but i emptied the clip
Its ok i got plenty ammo to reload
A rapping weapon is exactly what he holds
So put your gun down and throw your hands up
These rappers are funnier than a ***** doing stand up
Sucker man up, this is your daddy talking
I brought you into this world so i can bring your coffin
So while your slowly walking, i'll commit bloody murder
Then after your dead i'll go to sonic and eat a burger
Nothing further.

hoot n holla, all yall niggas suck like chupa cabra
hoffa any mobsta actin top shotta. ha, imposta
shrimp pasta scampy, lampin in the same place my jets landing
campin in a field of green, bottle of brandy and some nose candy
fancy. understanding of anybody under estimating
hating. rellaying all my hopes and dreams in each vocal slaying
hay makin punchlines. ones who get the punches, fine
but to those who aint get it aint wit it, so ******** off of mine
awkawrd winde at the end of his speech. is it impediment?
or evidence that his eloquence still got remnance of ghettoness
i aint been to the gghetto since, hold up. was just there last week
had to shut the trap of the queen. nobody told her a** to speak
smack her cheek and tell her hit the stroll again. ode to sin
dont get crushed by the niggas ballin like a bowlin pin. hold it, friend
never seen you round these parts. he hard? please dis-re-guard
cop ya pleads from me for cheap. beg for peace, here's some knee guards

son join our rap battle

yeah, he should

On that note . . . the emperor . . . has no closings
Neither a defense nor an offense. The whole thing's
FALSE, a cage in a way in which a sage does wage
War upon the self but that is another turn of the page.
Overconfidence is prominent with the dominant-
Common sense REIGNS SUPREME: time is spent
Preaching that to comrades, peers and the likes. Alone
Let its mettle settle upon the microphone
Where you might condone its cone of ignorance,
I guess. But I'm not for spitting that ambivalence.

(no dis)

Who needs a fighter for new teeth whitener
Bruce lee's the biter towards cruelty lighter
Than its victim, hitting'em back with-a something
Like a wall of hands like I just rhymed door hinge;
It makes less sense to test this against the target
Demographic when chance has it, they live at target. biggrin
Always for bargains lest, by advice, they're wanting
Something a little deadly with an oriental orange
Plays a part. Slayed a heart or two in the dark. True.
Okay well maybe one. But to never be a part two,
Embarking on journeys to learn me some schooling
So I can make it big blood clots, who's in?
None? No problem. A matter of contingency
Prepares me for the case of some dependency
Dilemma. Thought that I wasn't onto something?
Hell breaks lose when I press this red button ! ! !