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i cut kane then flip it
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Peak #3,370
Peak in subgenre #24
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December 22, 2006
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MP3 1.8 MB 128 kbps 1:57
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ima hhk veteren, betta then anyone you ever went against bet against me you'll be regretting it, ever since i was benevolent (good or kind hearted) i was sellin shit, known to push kane around get it then step on it (adding cut to cokaine & stomping refrence) cut kane with blades to strech the kid (choppin up cokaine & slicing refrence) then flip kane so quick his head'll twist just like the exorcist (selling cokaine & neck breaking refrence) ima settle this, i spit clever shit you could never spit, stay on your level and we'll just say im several ahead of it (lightyears far) nothing to mettle with, cause im making this shit look effortless, i'll best your diss in 60 seconds if you test the kid, its evident that you could ever mess with this, or get with it, forget it kid its definit, its writtin bitch its destiny, if hot tracks was fuckin you'd be celebent (no spits), i tolda ya kid its over with, the cobra spit n hit you with the venomis relentlessness, my penmenship will sentence him to death and then my bars will cover up this bitches ass like censorship (those censor black bars) not to mention witt, when were on that mental shit i be feelin really large like a monster next to shit, i bet ya sick my written shit is testiment to how i rip n wreck the shit and shoot this lyers tall stories down (lies & buildings) like terrorists never miss with the extended clip, or when i send i diss ay yo you entered this a man but you exited a bitch better get ya click (murk squad) cause standing by ya self'll getcha hit, with some shit that if it hits your never standing up again, your handing up the win (real talk) and shouldnt have no plans of revenge, and please dont believe its luck this aint no random event i'll damage ya chin, then hit you in the larynx again (throat) look like you tryin hard to breath but aint no air gettin in (choak bitch) you'll tear at your skin n hair sittin scared with your friends cryin like "damn this isn't fair man where will it end" fin
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