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GotSkillz Round 3 - Tossin Blunts
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Hip-Hop New School
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Peak #3,779
Peak in subgenre #378
Author
SevenThird/
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June 25, 2005
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MP3 3.4 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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Blunt is a little b*** who lives to piss sittin down which is hard for him- since he digs big dicks in his bowells Now you listened to how- this kid spit and we found he's sh** and he mispronounced like 56 sounds b*** in about prediction threads- insisting the bout is his till we found the only thing big is his mouth ya skills are in doubt and I don't think you liftin a pound cuz you live in a town that's known for keepin incidents down I'll crush ya lines- without touchin pens- like junky guys pulvarize ya down to powder- clown to country time(powder drink mix) You better bring an army or a god you call a friend you could hardly harm a pencil w/ both arms and all your strength your moves are human and I've boo'ed aliens dude comparing Blunt to me is like a snail to a boot Impaling em too- Shave his face with a razor or two But I really don't care how much hair been removed He aint gettin by with a Clot on the side of his head unless it's gets to bring about 9 of it's friends Dying to get defecated on with the quickness and crushed So I Split his head wide open- sh** in it and flushed regenerate that degenerate flow- ya message jus blows So keep the L while I separate S' wit O (S.O.S) X-ing this foe- like Check Boxes- and Yes gettin chose next to your neck- (click)"Your Selection is Broke" rectum is swole- up like an elephants nose been goin upinside it and exiting slow Im much better specify ya wish I hope its headlessness cuz messin with sev' its that or piss on yo apendages pistol permits pending aint gon' help my pens a weapon and ya best of friends will tell you- you against the best attending and any chance of you ammending rules or mending you tend to be descending truth is you can't contend with zeus when ya pen can barely move across the page-iflosses gauged by the way you write rhymes- then a blunt get tossed today Just squishin- b*** es (Next)- Like this kids is an insect in a silly sense- this simple b*** still thinks it still exists/ and it still insists that it could spit as sick as ill infants/ but intelligence will tell us thats just if its drinking-piss/ dick- peep- a dictionary, blunt aint sharp at all kid I crush cigars and jaws you jus spit the softest bars man you gettin charred- while Im hard skinned like doggy paws watch you pause and fall like basketballs off of rasheeds arm
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