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Blur My What?
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Battle Vs BlurUrOpticz...finally got to battle each other and im rippin him
dope sick nice17 emcee d
the nicest 17 year old around..recorded over 80 songs in a year...just listen
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #1,132
Peak in subgenre #605
Author
Written & Spitten By Revival
Rights
2003
Uploaded
May 01, 2003
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MP3 2.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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Destroy ya text I flow so the lettersll go You couldnt blur my optics in photshop 7.0 I weather ya skull and thatll be all Like a dumpling taste-tester he be lickin on balls Im flip him and scald expose my hatred Computer nerd aint blurring shit he just caught in the matrix reveal him like face lifts fake with how he acts cause im uncovering optics like removing cataracts you not a star trick spittin darts off ya wig Cause I be bouncing blur around more then foster kids I come hitting when im spittin rippin with a mission Kid you only droppin bars cause u think we in prision But im thinking youll go missing permission im settin it Take after, mike tysons wife, and dont ever spit You obese bitch Man, you can never hurt me Dawg I play more fat cats then eddie murphy His ego inflated dilated I take you kid Cause Id only be over rated if rated was ya alias Face it bitch you wanted to battle for so long Take a hint from B.I.G dawg you dead wrong My linguistics is torching you cant beat me orphan Never stood a chance in life like babies in abortions Get him an I tourcher damage all his organs Like power rangers dawg you aint shit until you morphin Plant ya casket in dirt with a flick of my wrist Cause Im covering optics just like slick rick taking off his head pissing on his cortex I leave ya throat cut cleaner than rigas forhead Leave you in the mourge dead muda-uckin cryin bia Ive layed sicker shit then you sleepin with diarehia And now you trying me-a mind so young Been duckin battle for so long but now ya time has come (Beat cut) with less that two bars i infect you with sars if u were a jew in world war two you couldnt be a star you think you tight spittin but you needa stick to texting my dick, been bigger than yours, since conception this craziness taking kids and blatently shaking em put you in the line of fire like satans waiting list tear you a-fuckin-part cause im sharp liek ginsu you just bable on the mic what are you fuckin hindu? starting a fued im parting ya crew kinda sad in sex ya girl comes harder then you
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