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Master Of Ceremonies vs Fluwit... the sequal..
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What up Fam, you've reached the domain of MasterOfCeremonies. Feel free to listen and download my music. By the way, I would appreciate any honest feedback that you may have as well. On a side note, make sure to check back here once in awhile for updates and new songs. peace out and one love.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #888
Peak in subgenre #503
Author
Master of Ceremonies
Rights
MasterProductionz
Uploaded
November 09, 2003
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MP3
MP3 1.3 MB • 64 kbps • 2:49
Lyrics
On the microphone Im slaughtering flu with no sympathy mentally disabling your cerebral through telepathy masterofceremonies known to use telekinesis chocking your fetus with umbilicals from your girls crevice challenging me will leave you a victim of my homicide can't tell if your a dick or pussy like transvestites venomous rhymes I spit will eat through your rotten flesh I see your styles more far fetched than Scotlands Loch Ness my punches packed with wordplays, similies, and metaphors step to my premesis and you'll wind up in an abattoir you makeshift rappers ain't ready for combat, so forfeit as a matter of fact, your whack punches are counterfeits Our previous battle was a draw, but now your prone to lose bring your whole crew and I"ll still dismember all of you lyrically inevitable with perpetual flows Im leaving flu castrated cause he ain't got the balls to show this bitch as the heredity of a female chimpanzee like jack kevorkian Im assisting these ill emcees MofC surpassing through votes with flawless victory cause battling you is easy as boxing amputees part deuce prepare for the sequel, flu's getting ripped with elite flows watching birds fly doesn't mean you can levitate your ego Like the god of thunder, I'll scorch you with electrical bolts giving these mod's deep throats the only way you'll earn votes technically my skill stays flossed, you whack rappers get tossed I'll shoot a gap through your toe and make you jump like kriss kross verbally killing you backwards cause im committing redrum your rhymes won't ever be tight like loose faggot rectum biting on my lyrics the only way your style be fresh you couldn't stay on beat like patients with cardiac arrest more catastrophic than nuclear war, I"ll nuke this man whore tempering my rampage will leave you gored like matadors these whack emcees are spreading faster than bubonic plaque step to the plate and you'll get smothered in blood like maxipads It's MasterOfCeremonies unleashing mass destruction your raps don't make sense, like aneroxic with liposuction on the mic I'll shatter your vertebraes like christopher reeves disemboweling you cause you ain't got the guts to battle me
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