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02-28-2011, 12:33 PM
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AKA THE PROTO-CHAOS
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Beat The Clock '11
Timed on a verse you ain't hitting the snide
my lines be veins in your rhymes that pump you up/ duck the shakes my snakes be Medusa on the grind grind in timid limited motion close in on targets acquired/ switched up like suits I wear daily bring me a bucket of the Baileys and dutch fueled with fire wired to make any potential ripper explode/ dome dropper prop locker sprocket clicker engine knocker I came from the Section 9 academy what can the matter be/ I came from stars sent the angel mangled in danger taking depths to things that haven't been kept/ [Interlude] this the Techwon talking to you Sheep we got's to beat the motherfucking clock [hook] beat the clock,reap the benefits speak off topic, drop it never cop it speak on topics, you gots to beat the clock and let it rock tick tock Swept fifth rounds down cha clowns in towns drowned never down I’m up off the twenty something mixes my college be hollows with tips you ain't pointing out/ I don't them shook and jives I’m nice with mines dial up grieves be steel sleeves with a pillage in the village willing to kill it/ knot cha accordions, destroying them lungies leaving yall still stretched like bungies/ homer side swipe mile by the heights write cha caliber actual Dillinger pillage from ya/ next up to rip flip the script gimme a beat watch me tear down any track leaving up for repair after I give it road rage/ sole sage tame game played lames gimme schemes by how I dream often a swords mastering control guardsman get sliced by the knife, gin sue/ [hook] beat the clock,reap the benefits speak off topic, drop it never cop it speak on topics, you gots to beat the clock and let it rock tick tock
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03-01-2011, 02:28 PM
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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
Posts: 4,044
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homer side swipe mile by the heights
write cha caliber actual Dillinger pillage from ya/ next up to rip flip the script gimme a beat watch me tear down any track leaving up for repair after I give it road rage/ sole sage tame game played lames gimme schemes by how I dream That man's a hazard!!
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