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So Much Style:
damn shiznit what what this fuckin thread is blowin the fuck up!

maxi-padz:
ima rip all u fake ass rappers like i rip yo womans cunt/
light up a blunt nigga don front/
ima stop all u wack ass eemcs u need a lesson/
ima bitch slap u with my smith n wesson/
wif da 9 at my hip/
im fully equip/
dont step to this else ima go to my armoury/
my fake nigga weaponry/
now what u reppin G?
east side is firmly represented/
caus im da emotion drainer lyrical detainer bithc nigga maimer/
im that crimally insane nigga u know maxi-pat/
coming str8 outta alfi wit my 9 milly gat/
nigga im hear to tell u wha time it iz/
if u don knock turn around n look at da clock/
while i cut u in half from tha burst of my glock/

i havent posted in a while
sup ?
im out peace
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Sikotic™:
Tight. Imma lay some shit down later on.

Sikotic™:
Well I kill babies//
Especially them whinin' brats//
Punch the little bastards so hard they have a heart attack//
Naw I'm just jokin//
I pick on men my own size//
I look normal but in the inside I'm a Assassin in disguise//
Blastin' bustas off the face of the earth before they even realize//
Your in yo casket at your funeral with tears in yo mom's eyes//
Like Benie Sigel I speak the truth//
Hittin on ya harder than Babe Ruth//
And blastin on your bitch like I'm Rae Carruth//
Who needs a bat or a gun//
I got my lyrics and my fists son//
Thats all I need to succeed//
Cause it ain't easy bein' the B-D-O-double G//
I spit you flee//
I need to put this on mp3//
Now i'm done with this shit and I'mma leave y'all be//

Hittbob:
I'm settin this battle on fire like a boy scout wit a hand-full-of-sticks/
and leave Mouse more nervous than a lesbian in a land-full-of-dicks/
Da_Asassin aint 'enlightened' or 'bright', Hittman14484 will 'spark-lenses'/
'n Hambone still wonderin why he gets slept-on worse than Central Park-benches/
compared to the Narrators' sorry 'stories', I'm a fuckin-'sky-scraper'/
even if your name was 'Donald' you couldnt be 'Duck'in-my-paper/
N_I_K could write raps on the San Andreas plate 'n still not be shakin-the-opposition/
jus cuz Irish_thug_wannabe makes crowds 'disappear' dont make-him-a-'magician'/
wonderin why I get more 'love' than 'tennis-courts', and cant get the best-of-me/
y'all faggots are fallin off worse than 'parachutists' with 'leprosy'/
like my fists were made out of concrete, I'm simply hittin-the-hardest/
only way maxi-padz gets a 'blessed' verse to have a 'church choir' spittin-his-chorus/
I'm stuck in a furious mind state, controlled by the voices inside-me-screamin/
if you were drill sergeants for hells army you still couldn't exorcise-these-demons/
rippin' daughters-and-sons, lookin at me astonishing after I only slaughtered-one/
I'm simply more dangerous to these 'kids' like ‘bayonets on water-guns'/

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