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Peak #1,447
Peak in subgenre #32
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September 27, 2004
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MP3 1.5 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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well look who's first to be versin me, (well it's uh) I don't give a fuck personally// hes just a little step towards the certainty// I'm hurtin' Gs & winnin, and murkin' all these feminine// dirt emcees, refer to seeds, [it's] evident your worst the me// epic you ain't hurtin' please...with that delivery??? naahhh// this who you givin me?? GOODDD B should just list me a top// call it a day, put my name on the other card// cuz nodoby feelin' epic, like the new star wars// and he'll probably use some uncreative fat joke// but guess who lost 60 pounds?! jesus doesn't that blow?// so now you gotta come with talent, I doubt it// fuck hard, your punches ain't even part aroused yet// and on that subject, get off my nutsack// even in the thread wishin' good luck, the fuck's that?!// I don't converse with simpletons, you little bitch// where the fucks the flow or delivery? this isn't text!// and no disrespect....syke// I came in this shit, set just ready to end a life// so say your prayers, reach heave through light// I'm endin this shit quick, mother fuck an epic fight// and you can bet this fat fist will smack lips// get yo mind in a state you can't even subtrat shit// this dudes an actress// with a crew that's full of all babies, like vinnie paz's adlibs// so keep thinkin' I ain't rippin through// epic get a clue, the reason kids if fiendin' this, isn't you// and don't be acting like you don't know I'm iller too// I remember the thread where you said I'm one the sickest dude// so thank you for that, now go fuck yoself// OJ is known for rippin' wastes like a rugged belt// so get some fuckin help, you ain't gonna win homes// and please keep your fuckin' name out my aim window// with yo overdose of confidence// 2nd 1st round lost in a row, shit aren't you proud of it// you really think you can play huh??// the thoughts so obnoxious, it must be dickrode by napalm// (Faggot!) so do me a favor and stay gone// quit makin' your lame songs over weak beats, thinkin they flames dogg// throw the towel in, fuck it the whole bath set// because the facts, I am better then you, that's it//
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