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Back In The Game (Step up if you got the balls)

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maxi-padz:
shit, shit, shit that how u come across, ima fucken puncture ur shoulder with stakes n hang u up on a cross/
im da fucken boss/
da muthafucken leader, ima slit yo bitches throat and bleed her, then skin da hoe n wear her as fur/

fuck i cant be stuffed
ima finish dat rhyme later
urs was tyte but like ibo said sum parts werent consistant
i-bo was tigth as well
peace
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Maestro Minded:
i remember them fools messing  with I B O
regreting 5 sec later, like i was undercover 5-0
my shit stinks like a ho???
but you still want me to give you some mo'
cuz when y'all fools was kids, i still had my flow
the rhymes of  I-BO, tha don, is always magnetic
claimin that you dont like my shit?? thats pathetic
people always stealing my rhyme, and i aint gettin no credit
no props for my battle-style, even though i made it
like the lakers, i destroy anything on my way
so if them cant flow on my level, them fools shouldnt stay
before accepting my challenge, them should make their last pray
cuz i dont give no murcy when i high
giving you a free flight
70 000 feet above, even the  ruggest will cry

(im not done with this text......will add more later)

bez:
I know I rhymed words with the same words because I thought it sounded good.  I mean I could of used plenty more words but I didnt want to.

peace

Maestro Minded:
i bet it do...but the problem is that whem i'm reading your rhyme, i dont know how you flowed to make it good.

maxi-padz:
shit, shit, shit that how u come across, ima fucken puncture ur shoulder with stakes n hang u up on a cross/
im da fucken boss, watch as me n my niggaz floss/
da muthafucken leader, ima slit yo bitches throat and bleed her, then skin da hoe n wear her as fur/
why do u tink these pleasantries occur/
caus im evil, not like kanevil, not even da devil/
im like da devils old man, red sun tan, not even overseer got the balls to ban my name/
im like a wild animal but tame build up yo confidence then start to maim/
i put u up on the cross coz dats wha it sayz im the prophesy/
da maxi-paddy philosophy, my muthafucken bible, dis da show down final/
pull out yo gats quickly its time ot draw, dis da final score/
ur palms get sweaty as the sun beats down, your guns flare up while yo body goes down/
den u fall in a lifeless heap, n u fall into an eternal sleep/

was that on target?
peace
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