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Tecknine:
I spitz at the velocity at which bullet hits your cranium\
You Just stare dazed like when they first discovered Uranium\
Ya rhymes about a cheesy as Velvetta\
While my shit hit so hard You fall and have a seizure\
Typin'the hottest shit to ever to ever reach my keyboard\
Our shit dont compare like Atari to Nintendo Sixty-Four\
Now battle back so I can roll on the floor more\

Sikotic™:
Its about god damn time someone stepped to the plate//
TeckNine, prepare to meet your fate//
Kiss your loved ones goodbye before its too late//
Cause my skill mixed with my hate is more great than anything you state//
I'm vile, damn near about to go buck wild//
You should be afraid after what I did to So Much Style//
Tatoo my name on your forehead so no one will forget that Sikotic was the nigga that treated you like a bitch//
You say my rhymes be chessy but yours more sleezy than a slut//
But me, my shit lockin niggas up in tombs like King Tut//
Tongue like a double-edged sword, leavin you with cuts//
Smokin ya ass and tossin ya out the window like cigarette butts//
My verbalization causin so much devastation//
That it takes ya at the throat, lets ya choke and die of suffication//
I kill ya slowly, like a brain tumor or a sist//
Rest in Peace, Assassin just crossed ya off his Hit List//

PoNzI:
sup folks,,,this is just a friendly lil reminder to be careful with what you ask for.....


i'm betting some cash, on how many seconds ya last/
dr.'s thought you were pregnant, but it was your own head in ya ass/
my lips harpoon spit, and create silence when deploying rounds/
your name fits you perfect, aint hurtin shit with fake violence and annoying sounds/
i'm just toying around, as your fan base is depleting/
who the fuck am i kiddin, nobody would even pay to hear you speak let alone  sneak in/
don't bother uppin' this, i'm holding this battle down/
i have you on a saddle now, riding my dick on this battleground/
denting ya frame, leave you must only be using 1 percent of ya brain/
an echo's not the only 'repercussion' when ya mention my name/
you'll remain unheard, dumb nerds get 'served and their lungs stirred/
battling me, you'll be at a loss for and from words/
your mother's sick, for giving birth to another prick/
there's not a gay bone in ya body?, what about your brother's dick/
throw out the applause signs, i'll have them losing their minds/
throw out the laughtrack, your verse is doing just fine/
next time bring a plan, you suck dick, known as a 'drinking man'/
the only video you'll be in, will be caught on the Springer cam/
do anything ya can, your name and game to me are childish/
and for your verse, bend over, i've got a good place to file this/


ha ha........"Two Folks"

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