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Hatesrats™:

They never saw us commin'
just the sound of pistol's hummin'
Mixed with the smell of lead venom
splitting the thread to a minimum
who's the victum
pick em'
The shotgun verbal wet's with wisdom
ask the Favor
The labor of who digg's the hole discussion later
We ride shotgun with windows down
lights out
Run for the Pill's when the bullet peel's
your high
times rolled up & killed by lyrical drive-by
That's Massikah.......
AKA verbal mass attakah....
That's Hatesrats
AKA rhyme blastah disatah take it to the freestyle with any head or backpacka
Flipping the thread assult rifle
cocked it back
aim for the slack
that's extra skin from bitches pullin' my sack
Relax......
Fuck that ruff n'rugged
these keystrokes are heatstrokes with fried brain's and drunken bitche's deepthroats
California love boats
Sunken with chicks who swallowed my sea-folks (semen)/////lol

That's why were' certified sick.......one more again "Mass"

Sup' Maxi......let's rip this post.

maxi-padz:
mass aint online/
so i thought id jump in, n take mine/
equiped fuck yea i got a twin for my teck nine/
watch my plished rapz shine/
i feel unwanted/
but on teh streetz im most wanted/
yall get dismessed/
as soon as i get pissed/
look back on these hard timez n reminiss/
ima grab yo neck give it a twist/
n pop, yo head explodes into 100 peices/
as i start to muster all my lyrical power/
witness telekinesis/
i should be king of this place/
i flow so hard i got red in the face/
but yall get scared caus i bring confusion/
im the latest inclusion/
to the csn rulen/
prolly the weakest link/
but every 1 strong/
when its on its on/
so pack yo vest n guns n grab yo lyrical ammunition/
if this was big bro, u would get ditched the first elimination/
where getten rid of all our competition/
all yo shyt is written/
while ours is gangsta smitten/

fuck i aint in it today
i jus tried to keep da post goin but fucked it up haha
peace
1

maxi-padz:
fuck dat was weak shit ima try again/
when im down im always gon rise again/
juzz sumthin to do/
yall aint fucken wit da csn crew?/
u dont want none of this im crazy/
u better get out the way when my eyes go hazy/
u cant blaze me/
yo wordz make me laugh yall cant phase me/
try n shut me up nigga make me/
born n raised as a young thug/
yall wise up or catch a slug/
im spreaden like a dangerous bug/
ya rhymes on a leash/
id slap yo mumz ka-peash/
oh shit now im rasing ya blood pressure/
n yo blood starts to bubbling/
rippen about ur muscle tissue/
but thats not tha issue/
this world wont miss u/
fuck this world is all csn nation/
from L.A to St louey to Perth/
yall awaited my birth/
as i arise/
i run on ur despise like adreneline/
i suck in yo critics like ventilin/
yea i kill the critics like dustin peverill/
im from the bowells of the devil/

hope that was better
peace
1

MASSIKAH:
Back online to reply/
put these bitches on they back facin the sky/
they can't move 'cause they're paralized/
caught in the middle
of a lyrical homicide/
niggas try to approach me/
don't even know me/
I'll rip open their chest and let their souls free/
they think I'm a game they wanna control me?/
I heard hells army needed a General
rumor has it that they chose me/

A little sloppy next time it'll be neater.

Hatesrats™:

A flow soup
Style to erratic
ingredients sick + Hate + Gat =
lyrical automatic wig pushed back
Your flows are premature & bloody
My homie Maxi will soak you up weekly & monthly
pussy keystyles popped when they opened up
That's virgin rhymes
My man-whore flow leave your coochie swole  with a softball size pee hole
then take your soul
with a jail stelo
manhood
that's tossed green's with an extra squeeze of Ranch me (uhhhhhhh...that's sick)
The triple threat
Mass, Maxi, & Mr. Hates the whole country
We fucked up the lovely passed the word ugly...


Yo that post was straight nasty.......I'll hit it up again later..

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