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my head aint above water but i got bars in order my rymes will haunt while the truth taunts pointing out all ur flaws talk the arguement untill im rapping out a solution like a experience exbert sicologist young but im wise got a mad set of coaping mechanisms and way of taking everything thats why i dont blend in u fit in to society like bots spit like flops please u aint hot we everything u wish ur not u never been chased by cops u aint from the block bet you never got flogged and thats why ur soft conect the dots we lost the plot got 0 tolerance for dogs regardless they are all gronks that back up harassment and Brothers with petential waisted encaseration majority of there life down the drain and u aided it we the kids that stay getto from the get go see u wake up having a metro listening to retro u know we dont rep that shit ill punch the dog in the throat peg a bone and wath him fetch they pose no threat while punchlines smack u in the head these fakes step on toes and push the boundries to test and see how much they can get off sick in the head bro your infecting like a hex trina flex like your better than the rest step up and ill terminate a pest with a pen in hand like we blessed ill test your limmits burn the sets with progress honestly truely depresssd vibin with your distress but strictly underground where we keep it fresh the fakes nieve sneaking up on a quest mimickin emcees like a gimmic thick in the head ill put my dick in your hand and eject with your misses in bed while kissing her friend than hit you with a text u know i got my fingers at the law i ant a witness at all ill kick in your door put my fist to ya jaw if you wernt listening before drop writtens till my hands blister with saws so dont bicker with ore blur keeps spitting it raw go missing find me stinking in the morge all distant and deformed falling off the bridges with rauts thats a vivid picture i formed in a rytham of sorts your commin undone yes we the misunderstod cunts that you would find admist the rutt with drugs and polo sport yes we poor come witness the lad you adore that lad dropping writtens till i stall run out of thoughts so shut the door and like fuck im back to for more hijak your thoughts piss off cunts that diss rather raw call it a word war pointing out who needs to be considered a emimy the ones trina drag us down to the floor jelouse because they havnt a clue how to get out of the place that gave birth to there illness they stuck glitching in a puddle of flaws regards for regretted bullying they once thought a sport now the tables turned and your tasting what u all so inconsideratly did on a daily basis face it stop defacing the name underground fame has coming up today the artist unknown aint the type for radio play they got bars and they of there face offen off in space lost in a page headphones blockin you out dont disrupt the mind set being alone only in this senario being undisturbed and alone vibing with voices picking on every weakness fucking self-confidence wanting suicide as a option thats the extent of degrading you concor up in your own head thats why drugs aint good 0467630691
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my head aint above water but i got bars in order my rymes will haunt while the truth taunts pointing out all ur flaws talk the arguement untill im rapping out a solution like a experience exbert sicologist young but im wise got a mad set of coaping mechanisms and way of taking everything thats why i dont blend in u fit in to society like bots spit like flops please u aint hot we everything u wish ur not u never been chased by cops u aint from the block bet you never got flogged and thats why ur soft conect the dots we lost the plot got 0 tolerance for dogs regardless they are all gronks that back up harassment and Brothers with petential waisted encaseration majority of there life down the drain and u aided it we the kids that stay getto from the get go see u wake up having a metro listening to retro u know we dont rep that shit ill punch the dog in the throat peg a bone and wath him fetch they pose no threat while punchlines smack u in the head these fakes step on toes and push the boundries to test and see how much they can get off sick in the head bro your infecting like a hex trina flex like your better than the rest step up and ill terminate a pest with a pen in hand like we blessed ill test your limmits burn the sets with progress honestly truely depresssd vibin with your distress but strictly underground where we keep it fresh the fakes nieve sneaking up on a quest mimickin emcees like a gimmic thick in the head ill put my dick in your hand and eject with your misses in bed while kissing her friend than hit you with a text u know i got my fingers at the law i ant a witness at all ill kick in your door put my fist to ya jaw if you wernt listening before drop writtens till my hands blister with saws so dont bicker with ore blur keeps spitting it raw go missing find me stinking in the morge all distant and deformed falling off the bridges with rauts thats a vivid picture i formed in a rytham of sorts your commin undone yes we the misunderstod cunts that you would find admist the rutt with drugs and polo sport yes we poor come witness the lad you adore that lad dropping writtens till i stall run out of thoughts so shut the door and like fuck im back to for more hijak your thoughts piss off cunts that diss rather raw call it a word war pointing out who needs to be considered a emimy the ones trina drag us down to the floor jelouse because they havnt a clue how to get out of the place that gave birth to there illness they stuck glitching in a puddle of flaws regards for regretted bullying they once thought a sport now the tables turned and your tasting what u all so inconsideratly did on a daily basis face it stop defacing the name underground fame has coming up today the artist unknown aint the type for radio play they got bars and they of there face offen off in space lost in a page headphones blockin you out dont disrupt the mind set being alone only in this senario being undisturbed and alone vibing with voices picking on every weakness fucking self-confidence wanting suicide as a option thats the extent of degrading you concor up in your own head thats why drugs aint good 0467630691
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trash bro , please don't make more terrible music .
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Here are my scores: Bars: 10/10 Delivery: 10/10
Here are my scores: Bars: 10/10 Delivery: 10/10 Impression: 10/10
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