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Alias
*hangs up sign* "It's Pink Panther Season!"
Aint even spit 5 words yet and this is already over/ Bout to hand this kid his heart in a box like russell stover/ Aint valentines day but a massacre is bout to go down/ My lyrical sword slices ya mind body & soul in one round / eff around battlin' me and get ya lips swole fast/ stomp another hole in yo @$$ or like Jason put a hundred holes in ya mask/ I'm Alias so me you simply can not see, concentration like a nazi/ you wack lame, its a game how I roll these words like yahtzee/ I was born cocky, but the boards gave you your ego/ now Im knockin' at ya door with a shottie to the peep-hole/ Cuz when you started typin’ you gave me the "write" to kill/ this aint about thrones or crowns...its about who got skillz/ Dont usually even hit women so I hate to give ya a shiner/ cuz that audio you posted awhile back exposed ya Man-Gina/ High pitched voice like A Keys Singin' raps in A Minor/ Shove ya hands in the meat-grinder & tell ya "pick up the debris"/ Already dressed for ya funeral in ya avy, so its futile to disagree/ I just change your name from Ric to just R. I. P./ We both know losing to me, this aint ya first time nor turn/ so if beating you gets me props...Then I Have No Respect Left To Earn/
MiracleRic
I aint new to this damnit, I leave Alias uterus damaged, i tutored this campus, with my midas tounge, dead targets frame the red carpet when ya highness comes, and Know knows this, know knows that, know knows Ric throws flow crack, the kind that makes ya nose roll back, from ya upper lip, tryin to take the belt off a nukka hip, try harder, cause i float MC's along NY harbors, M.I. martyrs you semi-artists, R.A.'s in the dorm swarm, "give alias room," he's about to be daily tribuned, cause ric is scary, i dont spit scripts....i pitch obituaries, u spittin fiction clearly, if you say you wont C an L, meet me in hell, i'll arrive fashionably late, you aint got the cardiovascular weight... so stick to ya hobby E, and do like bobby v, slow down... ya cant 'line' dance, or even ho-down, Know holds no crown, it stays on the wig yo, u too feeble, get diesel like lou farigno, or increase ya edible bulk, Im an Incredible Hulk, i spit monstrous, u cats stay on my nuts like dick sponsers
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