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my enemey is your holy simplicity // my complexity disassembles every fake religous mysteries // uncover your true history // you’re as fake as that guy in phone booth is // i’m verbal shootin you while gettin head from the Muses // so you know how inspiring my truth is // hit u so hard leave you with mental bruises // bar after bar, you’ll die with no chance to pray // then cover your bodys with tar, so only your souls decay // wherever they are // I stay ambitious like Czar // while all you fakes dream about is a luxury car // bitch, you wanna be a star? you want to fuckin’ shine? // go against me // scientifically, you gonna burn and turn to a sign of mine // to every MC who’s deaf dumb and blind // i spit mad metaphors like the Quran // unstopable like a divine plan // i slam your dome so hard letterly open your brain // like russian roullete, im lethally insane // with flow like acid rain, shit leaves you drained // i cause more damage than a hurricane // mass destruction, then i start buildin again // enlighten your ways like muslims did to savages of Spain // DZA Tha Dissenter, you better remember the name // cuz soon yall gonna be prayin with what im sayin //
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I ran the ancient ages of Sudan reached the highest stages, praised by every clan way before the arabian man enslave our minds and steal our land the sunny truth I spit, you fake MCs goin to catch a tan rhymes so precise, I throw em like pupil smiters, straight to your third eyes utilize historyical facts to expose religous lies droppin concise knowledge to steer you soon to be a sung hero, from Japan all the way to Peru |
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'Section 9'
Join Date: Jan 2008
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Not bad shit, not bad at all. Open up your own thread, instead of posting new ones every time.
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thanks man, preciate it
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ok man, next time peace
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I ran the ancient ages of Sudan reached the highest stages, praised by every clan way before the arabian man enslave our minds and steal our land the sunny truth I spit, you fake MCs goin to catch a tan rhymes so precise, I throw em like pupil smiters, straight to your third eyes utilize historyical facts to expose religous lies droppin concise knowledge to steer you soon to be a sung hero, from Japan all the way to Peru |
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