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AKA THE PROTO-CHAOS
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Whenever you claim to be the best
you gotta make pictures into words and words into scene painted in slurs It's The Older Illustrate back to infiltrate Thrown in the back, packing the sword chopping up the boards cutting cross cords slap the caps never slip or slime it up too bad check your keys I think Alicia got the Swizz/ know I am shaking the earth given its worth faking your birth brighten up or just lighten up/ while I am writing up stones cloned by the bones of those collectors who ain't no detective laid up in a bed barking orders/ given girth grip the Sade CD know me and the best thee range slain aim know the name, never repeat it thrice/ why don't cha end it my range isn't even pretended best you doubt it, your indebted you ain't carding too much/ gross neglance seeing those blades run through the body too easily thought it was a movie flick by how sick the blood and gore was/ bloody roar watch the fodder your Chris Dodds can't think much harder drag me to hell dead swell blood spirts from the gushers saw death rushing/ hard knock schemes scream dreams of “Help Me, Help Me please” nothing sounded alike dead strikes to earthquakes delights/ soul rush buck past those cities you be in I'm heroically saving those without an “S” on my chest/ best prelude to see whose the high score is the best never settle for anything less than one hundred percent/ indent cha pretense by exiting the premise enter every entrance by the opposing way you left it/ shoemaker shaken never phased it raised by writing a waist bench intense by my insanity making me a vanity reject insides a crushing/ cracked rips lead to cracked ribs by the digs given slaving in this hot kitchen if you ain't standing they why are pantomiming for then/ close quarter combat ROM stats my hero never tanks I bank rank stanza leg proclamation these logical hip hop debates/ my rhymes register off the chart think you need a Richter Scale to see if I am off the charts like a Level 10 Mutant even Professor X is afraid of/ heard cha shaking your needs, this lyricist is Godzilla King Kong to you Geneticist/ Whenever you claim to be the best you gotta make pictures into words and words into scene painted in slurs It's The Older Illustrate back to infiltrate
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God Of WAr
Join Date: May 2003
Posts: 4,044
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Not bad my dude
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