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    I'm not getting off, I'm taking a crap on your tits
    You're not bad ***, ******* you just smelling like ****
    Like my imaginary girls lips, sounds like your cheeks want to get split
    You're slipping on your own I don't gotta be slick,
    Get a grip, ****! He can't hold because he thinks he should spit
    Either admit or let go but you won't because that's where you sit
    His finish is quick so he is mad, curious? Nah!
    He's not gay but hardheaded for a step dad
    Get that, heck rap's like a head cap to me kid so I'd never let wack......
    Boy you better leave, no get back, little lad

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    "raps like a head cap"? what next? context?
    raps like a long dress? ..raps like a sock? vest?
    ..raps like a lumberjack's shirt, coz it got checked?
    ..raps like a well kept suit coz it got pressed?
    ..raps like lycra pants, coz it got stretched?
    I can write raps when I'm not dressed and still rock threads.

    you're "not getting off".. sticking firm in the seat..
    like you'll train to change states until terminal's reached.
    said I'd "better leave", but you know if I left it..
    you'd just hang an entry sign on that exit..
    wait.. "not gay but", what's J's fixation?
    and if J's cross again.. that's a great innovation?

    I'll "get a grip" and flex the pen; if text offends it's never meant,
    and aint talking 'bout payback, like I've got debts to friends.
    but wait, I aint saying you're a match for that fact;
    it's a battlerap thread; you get battlerapped at.
    "never let wack" but accept the setback,
    or, J' should retyre like the epithet's jack.
    "raps like a head cap"? maybe.. wait, see..
    a 'new era's still in the making; it aint peaked.
    "raps like a head cap" and son's got potential.
    wraps tight like turbans to touch on the temples.

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    Fitted. Don't where snapbacks. Unless you fall strapped Roast in you burnt. But I been black . My flow I don't lack. Royality to high from this dro sack. Cackeys in chucks. Broke *****, try walking in my shoes if you get some luck. Life blow, you suck so bad I got a hickey. Don't judge. Even a ho when it come to you picky. The chosen one, **** is tricky. The riddle like dribbling. Have to play to get it. And if I foul. Then pow pow come with it. I give you the buisness work ya girl out. ***** wetted but don't pull the towel out. She a ***** I bring the howel out. Yeah you bark. But I play you have you sitting in the dark. While I'm ball in at the park. Got kids she taken you to court. Like the heat and the Lakers. Ain't no room for fakers. But I see you partakers. Ti, family affair. I'm taking out who ever is there. Waste deep. ****ed over for keeps. Feeling froggy ***** leap. Ain't around the bush I don't creap. Wake up why yo baby asses sleep. I take the passes. Cause seem like you need glasses. Can't flow need some classes. My **** original. I'm winning head state reginonals. This my time. You got nickels in dimes reasonable. This my ****, you just seasonal. Made like a chemical. I'm deadly. Smell death heavileey. Fly like I came from heaven. Been rap pin since I was seven oops mean eleven. Never fallin, I just keep on step pin.

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    intend to get read- plan it like a mars base.
    he's "been black" wholly but can't fade a star's flames.
    I flip it, and aint counter "fitted". but Art's fake..
    I "partake" til part-aches with sharp pains like hearts break.
    can't reply.. it's Hard as life..
    or the ease'll support all Art supplies.
    I don't even need to flip it, he's trippin'.
    bet his "bark" aint as bad as his bite, like a triffid's.
    I step from the void an' eat ..like it's a royal feast,
    where people who're 'spoiled meet'.. like soylent green.
    he's trippin.. it's forever..
    "came from heaven" to gehenna.
    if his "head state"s dead space,
    I'll boss like it's end-game.

    hot like I smelt lead, not like I "smell death". who're you?
    that little drop's not pale horse s***. it's poodle poo.
    I'd greet Death like Neat-o, coz he's dope.
    and Anubis.. assuming it's off the leash though.
    best add to my set;
    "step" backwards like 'pets'.
    should've quit it right away.. kinda late..
    no point sticking the "pin" in. like a primed grenade.

    "pull the towel out"? I won't throw the towel in.
    I'll rise high and cast dark shadows.. towerin'.
    like 'word is born'; I'll build and reach babel.
    I aint betray the scene, I'll keep faithful.
    straight from this gifthorse's mouth.. not the greek fable..
    but these "baby asses sleep" ..so it seems 'stable'.

    it's a '"family affair" with realities to share..?
    sensing malice in the air when it's actually a prayer.
    I've seen bare flaws; lacked the salary for chairs..
    but glad to be aware, with humanity to spare.
    I've battled apathy, despair, tragedies and scares..
    so if it's 'Harderthanlife'.. I've practically prepared.
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    Quote Originally Posted by quickill View Post
    Hustle like I’m broke
    Your **** is just a joke
    It’s all on me and I bet I never choke
    I killed your flow with a freestyle
    You can rap back but it might be while
    Until I reply, my oh my
    You lames workin bad bishes twerkin
    Stack my racks up cuz I’m puttin’ work in
    She popped that ***** til she said it hurtin’
    I don’t care, treat her like a ho
    CREAM til the end all a hustler knows
    Just how it goes, ya I suppose
    Watch that bish drop straight to floor
    Flipped that *** over put on fours
    Here I come, woah bish woah
    We ride 84s, we tote 44s
    Talk that ish get your head chopp’d off
    Yeah I’m out I beast I boss
    "ride 84s, tote 44s"..? that was tragic..
    gangsta rappin'? or mathematics?
    she aint "put on fours", coz you're bait..
    fly like a black widow put you on 'ate'.
    I'm a vet'; never out to beat a rookie..
    "cream til the end" ..it's how to treat a p****.
    easy.. see, I could laugh at a "ho"..
    but still "flip that over" and make her say 'oh'.
    "ride" like a bike till she "broke"n spoke.
    tap that. damn. your rap "chokes" the flow.
    please.. "woah"..?
    no, he means 'woe'.
    the kid 'wails' lots
    gettin "ish"mailed' off.
    please stop.. you "beast" "boss"..?
    I'll boss beasts.. til they boss beasts like sheepdogs.

    I'll tell Q' to wait in line..
    I'll tell Quick' to take his time..
    I'll tell Quick Ill
    ..sit..chill.
    "woah bish woah".. notice flow..
    ill in the cut and served like a blowfish dose.
    kid's too slow to catch my schemes;
    Quick's a fitting rapID..?
    Quick' aint even made advancements.
    true.. I'll "rap back" to Q' like an answer.
    take time like a leg grows "lame"..
    since if he's Quick'.. allegro's lame.
    if that was Quick', consider this catalyst.
    still this "bish" is inhibited battling.
    picked the three minute limit just to hide his rhyme style..
    check points; I'm running through Quick'. it's a time trial.

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    Just like every legend, you die
    Not me, I'm meant to survive
    It looks like you tried the rap game, but never made it, Either that or you're sexually frustrated
    I'm sixteen, but got flow
    you sound like a **** not even a pre teen would blow
    You too busy talking about girls that you can't even get
    I'll make sure, posting that rhyme will be your biggest regret
    Now your *** is here hoping for glamour and fame
    *****, if your about that, I suggest you leave this ****in' rap game

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    My words are like a Stromboli-wrapped hot pocket
    **** out my aggravated assault
    clog up your vocal socket
    slam your *** out of the gate then lock it
    I got no motive to do so
    you're an expired rapper, so stop it
    you got hope, you need to drop it
    I flashed my *** so bad your city's cops started to lose it
    then lost it
    pour the hot water on your burns, I'm a faucet
    you can turn to rust

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    Quote Originally Posted by kemaN96 View Post
    Just like every legend, you die
    Not me, I'm meant to survive
    It looks like you tried the rap game, but never made it, Either that or you're sexually frustrated
    I'm sixteen, but got flow
    you sound like a **** not even a pre teen would blow
    You too busy talking about girls that you can't even get
    I'll make sure, posting that rhyme will be your biggest regret
    Now your *** is here hoping for glamour and fame
    *****, if your about that, I suggest you leave this ****in' rap game
    kid.. sweet.. sick schemes for "sixteen".
    is he out for blood? yup.. the 'tick's seen.
    I aint saying he bit beasts. kissed sheep.
    squashed til he'll fit in this "game" like split-screen.
    my album drops aint out for props.
    I might rime and get birds; my albatross.
    I beast deep with vigor;
    ..'court'ships' with scylla.
    I'd rap about honeys but still diss the hive mind.
    he's blind to the bright shine, I aint need to hide mine.
    rome wasn't built in a day; it was night time.
    he ought to alter his account; apply hindsight.
    it's kinda like he got hexed, I got perplexed; left vexed.
    but I'll come back with a point, and it's blessed.
    like a parsifal thing, not a cardinal sin,
    and I get that I'm meant for remarkable things.

    I'll take K' with lines like they're ket' meant for death's horse.
    "biggest regret"? ..I only wish that I'd said more.
    his name's kinda tricky to flip, for real.
    and since K's square, sales might make a mil'.
    his name's hard to flip so I'll call the guy.. mordecai;
    go ham-an'.. he aint bow down in this court of mine?

    "die".. like.. one dice; rap's a game.
    "glamour"? "fame"? that's a waste.
    packed a base but sat afraid the pact debased?
    plans've changed from cavalcades to canceled trains?
    never that.. the pen'll stab
    a fresher pad.. no epitaph.

    it's kinda like he "never made it";
    demonstrated gettin' pasted.
    I aint claim to judge him..
    if I "blow", he'd trump-it.
    I could break any safe haven's gates and the last tower. shards shower.
    quick visit.. starved power to the alarms for a half hour.
    his "biggest regret"ll be dissing the best..
    my "biggest regret"? ..giving respect.
    I'm kidding in jest with the battlerhymes..
    like.. so now instead I'm out to patronize.
    I aint fight the right pros, so find time to write prose.
    why though? guess the end's approach is quite close.
    I'll stay true to the roots.. spread growth like rhizomes..
    with packed drops, like pinecones.. on good buds, like trichomes.

    I aint workin on pros here; I still find time for prose instead.
    just peer to this abyss, and insist you know its depth.
    if I "die" before I get to the end, it's pretend.
    just hitting my shadow or splitting the deck.
    I aint claimed "fame".. my lyrics could do.
    stars sonned behind front lines; midwich cuckoos.
    "glamour and fame" aint define my horizons..
    I see things. seething? the shine blinds like diamonds.
    finish in-sight? fly, like the earth's shook.
    move in to eat when I die, like this worm would.
    don't test child.. no sterile wordplay..
    with ill skills still killin it like the first phage.
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    Quote Originally Posted by ThomasJeffertwentydimes View Post
    My words are like a Stromboli-wrapped hot pocket
    **** out my aggravated assault
    clog up your vocal socket
    slam your *** out of the gate then lock it
    I got no motive to do so
    you're an expired rapper, so stop it
    you got hope, you need to drop it
    I flashed my *** so bad your city's cops started to lose it
    then lost it
    pour the hot water on your burns, I'm a faucet
    you can turn to rust
    ok I'm cynical critic, but he didn't land any lyrical disses..
    that was quite some"assault", but he failed to flip scripts.
    kid, admit it..
    I'm simply spittin'..
    "clogging up your vocal socket"?
    stop it.. you just choke an' vomit.
    what, "lost it"..? if you've stocked knowledge, drop it...
    your material's got gaps and not content: "hot pockets"?
    it's not only "stromboli", there's a deeper factor..
    I write this hot filler between creepy pastas.
    My mind's state aint religious, so it's only common sense
    that it'd give him the proper respect if he's Thomas Jeff'.
    word.. I can respect certain boundaries..
    or I'd just play dead and murder valkyries.
    he aint "kick my a** out the gate" for calm closure..
    I'll brush this sheep's blood on the door; he'll passover.
    slam those gates but restraint is impossible;
    plots like we'd hop between cells and it's comical.
    we've seen the procedure before.. leave an' abort..
    if "cops" in hot persuit I'd turn legions to pork.
    and I'd keep on actin' ..gallantly. "rapper"? please.
    I'd match the speed even if I'm not a cog in that machine.
    take his "assault" with a pinch a' salt, he's a pacifist.
    "flashed that ***.." ..three stars, coz he's average?

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    You only get two stars your mediocre
    Hope you ain't in the clutch because you a choker
    You couldn't afford to be a smoker
    You rap so bad you had to pawn it and I'm the pawn broker
    Scared to go in my store
    Come back for more
    The clocks ticking and I'm running up the score
    Three pointers? I go for four
    My raps like a museum wanna take the tour?
    Come on you wanna beat me? Just do it
    I forgot you ain't Nike and I'm twistaa_pruett
    Twista Prueit

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    Addicts get it twisted, I'veen exactly where you are
    Leave eye Dont see because he missed it, like a drunk driving a car
    After the crash, who thought he never left the bar
    I can actually see what you are,
    You hate the fact that you're a smoker, a thief and cluck
    It wasnt the pawn shop that made you broker, It's your feing and belief
    That you just don't give a ****
    Asking for a beating! Wants someone to choke him out
    He wants to be mistreated, heating up inside the pot and wants someone to let him out
    Stop with the lies, no man in you, just like alot of guys
    No self respect, so i expects nothing but stupid *** replies

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    Ok at least my car had 4 wheels
    Instead of what you can get with your cheap Deals
    Blocks and Steals
    Cant pay the bills
    Scared to look back in the past cuz there were no thrills
    You think you can rap you funny
    Test drver? U the Crash dummy
    Talking bout smokers *cough cough*
    U running around like a chicken with its head cut off
    Twista Prueit

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    Quote Originally Posted by J_art View Post
    Addicts get it twisted, I'veen exactly where you are
    Leave eye Dont see because he missed it, like a drunk driving a car
    After the crash, who thought he never left the bar
    I can actually see what you are,
    You hate the fact that you're a smoker, a thief and cluck
    It wasnt the pawn shop that made you broker, It's your feing and belief
    That you just don't give a ****
    Asking for a beating! Wants someone to choke him out
    He wants to be mistreated, heating up inside the pot and wants someone to let him out
    Stop with the lies, no man in you, just like alot of guys
    No self respect, so i expects nothing but stupid *** replies
    it's worth mad trouble.. gotta work that hustle..
    swapped gods for "the pot" ..like bertrand russell.
    let bygones be bygones; you'll see 'em..
    when I show Art-a-fact.. like museums.
    I kinda like that your style is valiant,
    but I "drunk drive" like dionysus in chariots.
    "drunk drive"? that's some minor swagger.
    my big trip's on-'root' like I brewed ayahuasca.
    wine downed.. or might trip and flip it, but climb out..
    on a rainbow bridge.. grinning with gold fronts like heimdall.
    only playin'. rap's a hobby see..
    germ.. he anti-bodied me.
    his style's only slightly sick; this practise is innoculation.
    I "drunk drive" jenner mechabots like it's an occupation.
    "drunk drive" like the stunt's fine if it's done right. not steppin'..
    crashed the car and now I'm back at the bar with doc emmett..?
    got lemmings hoppin' off rocks trying to follow rocs.
    proper hot..? screamed phoenix but bottled out..? molotov..?
    birds of a feather and all that, but look.. no crook..
    poe wrote the raven but I'd write the rook.
    I.. "smoke" with the same flame I use to spark lanterns..
    'hold mass' like the last pastor.. and explain the 'wait' like 'dark matter's.

    if it's kinda Violent, J.. like I released the Wraith.
    rewind..? aint switching sides, like a decent tape.
    got cold game but aint aim to claim fame here..
    fairies crushed, plus I hit the puck, like ..hates shakespeare.

    born to work hard.. for real, no pharell; caught the nerd bars?
    I aint mean to start wrecking your enterprise. sore-n' kirk-guards?
    who's gonna clean up if valkyries battle? cavalry? cattle?
    collecting plates in place of the skull. like calvary chapel.
    or -lines like a killer's stressed with sick effects..
    front, milk bars and get served like synthemesc.
    never as violent, the sentiment's vibrant..
    cut flowers for funerals. eliot lilacs.
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    Quote Originally Posted by Levi Pruett View Post
    Ok at least my car had 4 wheels
    Instead of what you can get with your cheap Deals
    Blocks and Steals
    Cant pay the bills
    Scared to look back in the past cuz there were no thrills
    You think you can rap you funny
    Test drver? U the Crash dummy
    Talking bout smokers *cough cough*
    U running around like a chicken with its head cut off
    he said 'headless chickens', but the rest was missing...
    bantams with backs slashed.. abstract, scratch that, check the image..
    fam can gander, like.. gooses in nooses, or necks are twisting.
    uh. I mean.. geese in niece, or at least 'relatively fed up' of empty lyrics.
    see.. he said 'headless chicken', but the rest was missing..
    senseless violence meant for hitting senseless victims?
    in his script.. offense was missing..
    I'm a beast behind the pen, like a fence was missing.
    raw. more? if you were 'bred on the street' like your pops fed the pigeons..
    then admit it- never gifted- so it aint in Levi's genes if the threads are fitting.

    if battling's sacrilege.. the way I'd split his temples..
    take the brain and leave space in its place like physics lessons..
    this is better.. got great game, but we aint the same.. different levels..
    I visit devils.. flipping vessels.. if I-scream might leave Twisted Metal.
    disagree? didn't see?
    sit an' read or intercede.
    shift the speed.. I said 'different levels'.. but him and me.. different leagues..
    bittersweet victories. got game but if he ever says he swears by a code, it's a cheat.

    your sordid stance don't play.. but surely that's ok..
    coz I'm made to "pay the Bills" back like Hattori Hanzo blades.
    if made to kill tutors, I'd "pay the bills" sooner.
    my account's all about the pale w'h***s' like Will Cooper's.

    you're not a proper rapper, like your man Drake..
    and not as hot as dragons.. like you're man/drake.
    abusing the roots so your screams seem.. like mandrake.
    you can sin and 'profit' but I'll 'turn heads' like Dante.
    wait fam.. watch the raps though..
    "pay" back? contrapasso?
    slept on my rap, like.. consequence wasn't it?
    left the 'rest missing me' like.. insomnia's opposite.
    I never forget to "pay the bills" if debt's found,
    like.. sorry to any I buried and let down.
    "crash dummies"..? smashing studies here.
    tried an' got wires crossed, like dyspraxic puppeteers.
    got props.. settings.. hence-son felt it...
    in parks sparking dark crystals with gelphlings?
    I'm true to the Roots, kinda like Illadelph s***,
    but sick bringing the Plague Language like Guelph is.
    life's struggle: study your flaws in a veteran's presence, quite humble..
    so you'll know when you're toeing the line.. but might stumble.

    it aint hard to break down. like.. test density..
    "Leave-eyes" propheting like Tiresias? accept destiny?
    nah.. forget destiny like repressed memories,
    then get therapy, depressed mentally..
    just go socialise, get fresh enemies..
    or share scotch on the rocks cold as the west hebrides.
    "block an steel"? wasn't real.
    I keep adding layers, like.. gotta build.
    he's got slim shady plots, but wait he wants crops to yield?
    with more parallel allusions than the quantum field?
    I'll smash it and get no reaction.. not heard?
    watch nerd, coz it's so fine my elements might conCern.

    just "block and steel" like construction sites, come to find
    your drop lost like fear of falling off against a love of heights.
    lunar? solar? supernova? ..son's demise?
    I've been hotter for longer.. like.. some're knights.
    I aint sayin' it's a title match, but come decide..
    I'll be bold and 'slash you' at the end, like it's underlined.
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    Who exactly do you think you are
    Sbu? More like the piss from the wasted man in the sewage from the bar
    Sbu? Sucky Bad and Unscripted
    If im twista you just got twisted
    You swung and you missed
    Like the a** that never got kissed
    Swindled and pissed
    Like liquid s***
    Never got a hit
    Sorry for the baseball jokes
    Your raps broke
    Your who we all hate reached your expiration date but i guess thats your fate
    Start off on a clean slate
    Hi im twista nice too meet you
    Bye Bye mister but it was nice too beat you
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    the real Twister's quick but this kid's damn slow. lacks hope.
    that's low, but Twista reed right, tight, and climb like it's flax rope.
    snapped though? "raps broke"? I aint reppin' Snoop like that's pro..
    and, won't.. but just sayin; I could lay legends to rest like rap's snopes.
    "baseball jokes"? when was there one told?
    you just trolled? but not got balls? no bloodbowl.
    come bold, or just fold and it'll be peace like a paper crane.
    why try making major claims? your passive passage aint the same.

    "sbu: sucky, bad, unscripted"..?
    levi: less eloquent venom inflicted.
    "hi I'm Twista, [a wide-eyed infant;
    got burnt and now about to bust rhymes like blisters]".
    he's losing badly but taking it well, and I aint sayin' his game isn't felt..
    but.. flawed.. awkward angles.. 'Twister's playin' himself.
    I might keep it real like I'm stating statistics,
    but I flow and you don't, like I rain but you mist it.
    if this serf's bringing it for sure with "liquid s*** ".. see I knew it-
    levi pruett's on the scene and seen as seaside sewage.
    Twista can't twist stuff and flipped once but slipped up..
    I'll bruise Levi's like Bruce Lee vies.. call it wing chun.

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    Later I might apologize
    But your just as bad as the other guys
    Scared to really try
    Give me a reply
    Screw you and your keyboard
    Your a disaster
    Your whack on crack and a predictable rapper
    Predictable like a forecast
    Let me go into your past
    Slipped fell your raps in the grass
    But come on I'll give you credit
    We rapped in the past you didn't call a medic
    You should of.... emotional trauma
    You scared sad and afraid.... you guys smell drama?
    Twista Prueit

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    I'm "scared sad and afraid" of their plans for the game when bare rappers relate to their glamour and fame but where passion's debased.
    stared back to the snakes on the stairs back to the stage. If I'm "scared sad and afraid" but spared apathy's state then despair's naturally great.
    if I fear it, I feel it and that's fine..
    but saying I'm "scared" is a bland line.
    your stance hides behind backsides and acts wise..
    whilst I'm only "scared" no opponent can match mine.

    my set toppled bishops, chessboxed with GZA,
    but then what's a king to the next bobby fischer?
    civil kid but quick to switch..
    flip the script, like, mirror this..
    "on crack" and smashing it? or all in vain and tragic battling?
    stabbed with a fragment of the same pane alice travelled with?
    judge alignment. love a tyrant. trust that just one touch can crush a diamond.
    I shun a dumb assignment, sprung asylums since spring break on shutter island.

    ay, "drama"..?
    wait, chancer..
    flipped like it's a Twista fate but straight calmer;
    uh. twist a fate? straight karma? same answer.
    some might front like they're sinister gods.
    I'd make Twista move home, like in wizard of oz.
    my "raps in the grass"..? hot, I'll ignore that..
    generic enemy like my scythe hit the straw man.

    Twista flips facts, in a spin with his regrets,
    the only time Twista twists it's pirouettes.
    I'd tell Twista to get a grip since it's all torque.
    kid predicted it? ..or ..warned?
    I aint war with your cause, switch quick if you foresaw
    your tape coming straight from the gut, like in saw four.
    ay, wait, yall laugh and "forecast"..
    saw the storm's path but aint hauled a**?
    you've not got the foresight for sites,
    but want positive feedback? I'd force-a'ight.
    kinda like you knew'dissed' how it's too stripped down.
    you make claims, only proving doubts. I'll say I'm driven, cruise this round.
    loop it now. constistancy matters. a "predictable rapper"-
    if you know your own faults before I list the factors.
    I mean.. he knew I'd say his rap's bland, coz he knows I know his rap's bland, and that's fact.
    or.. knew I'd say he missed ticks since he's mystic? I flip scripts and it fits. but backtrack..

    keep with the scheme, even if it seems abstract..
    picture.. ouroboros wrapped 'round a manx cat.
    yall truely confused, like.. damn fam??
    consider the difference between our tales to catch that.

    catch that.. blind? is he fly? check the batch-raps.
    jam packed? stale? a snack stash that lacks wraps.
    a villain? I diss guys whilst twirling a black 'tasche.
    Pac's back. got his remains in my backpack.
    so know to boo. I aint say no taboos or no to booze,
    but smoked a few since this is dope abuse.
    'Lyrics evicting vindictive infants' like 'Levi', see why?
    might seem evil and vile, know a veil but read lies.

    wanna "go into my past"? just focus..
    I've been in it since the very first moment.
    entropy's destiny; locus of closure.
    but my backstories only reveal I'm a Joker.
    dive "into my past" but might die there. nostalgia,
    "emotional trauma"? I beast, like.. torauma.
    like you're worthy of my remorse
    or earning the stripes til I'm hoarse

    I aint sayin' I've battled giants here, but this guy appears
    and intends to get the world watchin', like gaia peers?
    wait, I aint sayin' this is out for mass market..
    Em' collabed with Dido on Stan. I sacked Carthage.
    Levi bruv, I-sacked 'em right, like sacrifice..
    could die a death daily, but still stand and fight.
    "call a medic"..? more progressive..
    sore? I'd call the morgue to fetch him.
    twista pruett. kid that blew it.
    please, I've got a bigger blueprint.
    if he's baffled into silence by the science like acoustics, it's amusing.
    if I tempt death then pretend to drop the ball it's like I tricked anubis.
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    Who's lucky here


    Cause you bring luck just like a black cat
    But if you were one you'd be a fat cat
    Sittin down eatin cheese curds all day
    Afraid they gonna say here comes the big bad wolf with tooth decay
    But don't worry doc I got the antidote
    Sitin here rhymin on my assimtote
    But now I'm gonna rhyme the impossible first I ate an orange
    And then I broke the door hinge

    Guys I'm still a kid
    Still eat with a bib
    Still chill in ma crib
    Unless I'm gonna bid

    I'm still a kid and all back hand you to last Tuesday
    Just like my name was dumesday




    P.s I'm only 12

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    In this modern day – Ukraine be bleeding, blood and gas money. Held down by Putin’s ceiling.
    Crimea annexed, Snowden granted asylum. Who said the Eagle is vexed? There’s an Obama pile-on; the list is a bloody long one.
    Looking to the East, fatboy Kim Jong Un. Feeding his uncle to the dogs, what the hell is going on?
    Despots/crackpots corruption ruling supreme, In the pursuit of happiness, where’s this American dream?
    In the words of Marcus Aurelius, anything more than a whisper it would vanish.
    Its not Aurora Borealis, or rocket science.
    This East Europe misnomer, Putin said it in 2000 the diss Russia had suffered. Rougher.
    USSR, Berlin wall and the Warsaw pact, all a bloody breakup.
    Budapest Memorandum, paper guarantees, paper worth more than a nuke up?
    Ukraine, whatsup?


    PS - a bit off topic, but I wanted to contribute, first time for me.

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