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Abd. Inf. vs. D-Stress -Music Is Dead -

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D-Stress:

--- Quote ---I ain't preachin.. I'm kickin that shit you need to learn though,
It's that ether, that shit that makes your soul burn slow (Nas)
Yo, I feel no emotions, I flow one with the rhythm of oceans
I live in earnest, feel no pain, the Earth's knowledge contained
Inside the confines of my own brain, pass it through the eye of a needle
I see lifetimes go by, I spit from truth and essence, you speak from ego,
So here we go here we go, you preach a message of hope like Obama
But your fake-bitch like Hillary, while I'm as real as a 2pac verse in "Dear Mama"
With the strength to remove the beast from Afgan, Somalia, and Iraq
My love for hip-hop is like Elijah Muhammad's love for anything black
From America to the black stone of Mekkah, I make the whole world feel me
Your rhymes are straight up lies like claiming IMF funds give assistance to needy
Whole world stays poor, rich get richer, but through my soul I hold balance
And maintain my reign as the foulest, stinkiest, grimiest netcee on the dubcc
You ever seeing me, was a falacy like 7 day theory of Pac comin back in 2003
--- End quote ---

oh no you´re so cold
you tell lies that never been told
get your head right talkin bout pac
talkin about islam, the bomb is bout to drop
i told ya hip-hop´s not a religion but you´re sick fanatic
you have visions
gettin on nerves like sheriff with black moslem talk
you´se an actor, like wayne with his "Im bloodin" talk
droppin lines that make no sence
how many times you say "2pac" in your verse?
get a chance to shine for a short time
hilary?i dont even put bithes in my rhymes
 i wanna fuck you up you´re racist,
and hip-hop gon label me as a rapist
you make me sick with that middle-east shit
dont mention muslim countries when you spit
its a rap-forum, boy dont get it twisted
where do you get your inspiration from?
al-jazeera-junkie, stop smokin that pot
you´re politically sick and make me wana puke
unedicated bastard, youve never read a book
with that osama-obama shit get lost and get life
stay strapped cause im comin with knife
lyrical assassin, im steady blastin
pray to god you dont die, you might get a blessin
fakers like you are virus to hip-hop
bring racism again and see your blood drop
my lyrics shake you like an earthquake
you´sa loser, give it up, give rap a break
you cant do shit, just spit that wackness
fuck politician bwoy, mi bout fi drop some slackness,  BLAM!!

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