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infinite59:
Checkin in... 10-15 Bars.... 3 is a knockout.... first one to four...No Beef.... Just some Battlin shit...peace.

infinite59:
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Watch me murder this rookie rhymer like Len Bias of the Boston Celtics/
Fall to the floor of the court dead, heart attack from being a crackhead/
Feed your crack babies nothing but water and bread, kids starving to death/
I confess to the crimes of killing kids, like I'm on some John Benne Ramzee Shit/
Infinite loads the "Full Clip" lake Gangstarr did, watch you "Blackout" like Meth and Red/

Gareefa, what crew do you rep? Cause when I step I'm Melanins most loyal subject/
Hit the Deck, Police bitch your under arrest, Biter Patrol sickin canines on that Ass/

You fucking Pac wannabe, Fall in line with Ja Rule, DMX, and that faggot muthafucka Master P/
Read my book and copy these notes, you can never be the late great 2pac/
I shove two glocks up against your neck peice, Fuck peace, I want more Beef/
Kill you in your sleep, your worst nightmare, murderous verses like Jason on Friday the 13th/

Rest in Peace.

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'Illicit':
oooh, huge mistake homie.  dont EVER dis the Boston Celtics again dawg.  never!     ;D

or else im gon see you at the crossroads in the afterlife lol

infinite59:

--- Quote ---oooh, huge mistake homie.  dont EVER dis the Boston Celtics again dawg.  never!     ;D

or else im gon see you at the crossroads in the afterlife lol
--- End quote ---


lol... yo, but I wasn't dissin Boston dog..... It's like me saying, your like that faggot muthafucka Joe Smith that lives in California.. I'm not dissin Cali

Reef:
infinite 5..9.. you a fuckin wannabe//
rippin royces name off, im suprised these fuckahs cant see//
wot next? you be droppin a Rock city rhyme//
u know that shit is copywright? a fuckin crime//
now wots this shit about ya book?//
i rip every page out an wipe my ass//
burn them in 20thousand gallons of gas//
then i sit you on the grass//
an make you watch you 'beautiful' creation burn to ashes like your dead body after your cremated//
put theru the furnace but not b4 i trash it//
i have no respect for the dead or living//
so, you can die, an still recieve my ass whippin//
force feed you a human brain, then watch you drink the so called wine that your sippin//
thick an red like ur blood, i cut yo' wrist so bad it will cause a fuckin flood//
in the grand canyon, throw you dog down, now you lost ur only companion//

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