19. "rd2" In response to In response to 4 Tue Jul-22-03 11:24 PM
in round one i set ablaze a sullen bic that was dry of fluid and couldnt spark this blunt to hit but im blunt when i hit like clubber lang good with them thangs sling hands words or lyrics the same, yall know my name silly of you denise williams low self esteem writer to think that i would light ya ass with nothin less than fire inspired i sired you in a night of drunken passion when ya moms was thinner cute and still into fashion now ya bitter like beanie seagal i didnt raise you bastard ill give u the truth or the reason whichever will make you exit faster im the o.j. of rappers psychotic slasher your job description in hiphop is victim or flasher revealing your most revealing embarrasing parts like the words u use to disgrace this art. u lack heart I create this art true to my mission like shaolin preists my lyrics challenge syllabic brain to form a new crease to process the power of punches in my prose but his enhanced new brain only creates a world he controls your slow simplistic sloppy and sub par your names a cliche like pras singing ghetto superstar i used to char you weak cats but now im vegan so instead of death i chasisty belt ya lips from speakin whatevers leakin from your mouth peaked before it peeked out now youve soiled ya speech with urine vomit feces and doubt.