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maxi-padz:
aint nother nice about me fag, iz u ready for our lyrical fussion/
caus i spit toxic fumez dat get inside ya head n caus u brain pollution/
u talked trash about me now u have just signed ur 'writ of execution'/
caus when i bust mafukkaz run in circlez as i stand tall amoungst all da confusion/
when u try n step into da frey an alarm bell soundz in yo hearz sayen 'deadly intrusion'/
diss aint no fucken illusion caused by mah fucken evil revelution/
im distributin punchlines everytime i should open up shop called lyrical muder distribution/
therez only 1 goddam solution, n datz yo fucken lyrical blunder/
caus when i spit acid into yo ear, u hear ma fucken voice as loud as thunder/
im ur boss ur my apprentice, im fucken batman ur faggot boy wonder/
now did u ever wonder boy how i would leave ur bitch ass 6 feet under/
itz a series of eventz n killah barz which turn out to be so simpliztik/
dat u cant understand what da fuck im sayen when i slap ur head wit mah dick/
maybe ur headz to thick, but soon mah lethal injection will affect ur head wit a quick click/
and ur already under sedation, caus mah lyrics hit yo head wit a distinct combination/
nigga when u say u can beat me u gotta rise above tha level of expectation/
but u ant even fuck wit a siccmade individual who iz doomed to damnation/
wherever ur from nigga i sentence u to damnnation/ (where u live)
caus ma lyrical sanitation killz ya bitch azz wit no hesitation/

rate fo me
peace
~1~

bez:
Shit..That was da bomb right there.  I wud write a reply but I need a dictionary so I dont fuck up words like I just have done spelling dictionary. LOL. Good shit tho man

maxi-padz:
lolz thanx dawg
peace
~1~

Hatesrats™:
Ain't nuthin' nice bout us
were the reason trust is fucked as lust
love is a rubber with poked out holes
can't understand these hoes
sometimes they recline on the devine shine
of our lifetime
together
until another clever lever comes to pull
my seagul attitude
I'll shit on you
bitches ain't shit
but a warm place to hide my dick
a quick spit
and a wig split in half
this one honey gave me a cast
a fractured heart
needed to go into seclusion to end this teenage solution
it's fucken love's seed polutin'
should have listened to the big homie and check my loot then'
instead
money is my bitch...
and she was my main squeese

maxi-padz:
aint nothen nice bout us we got ya by the neckz n bout to give u a squeeze/
im eliminating u faggotz on da freestyle scene wit to much fucken ease/
injecting unaware bitchez when they not looken mah siccmade disease/
nigga we jumpen around sucken blood n aggravaten yo body like fleas/
now we fryen yo brainz in da fucken oven as me n hates lift tha temperature a few degrees/
got our killen degreez at age three, i killed a man b4 i learned how to climb a tree/
nigga murdering fagz is mah whole life a mah only love... n ur reality....

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