One line rhyme-bringin it back!!

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Originally Posted by Marc051

You and a fetus have the same size penis

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:clap:.............bravo

Reign Hi Keyz with..Cyphe Patnaz..erase mind thesis!..chase wit 9 heataz..supply ya death wit linez I breath son..

Gave ya wife the bone and made that bitch moan because it was harder than stone

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Originally Posted by Marc051

Gave ya wife the bone and made that bitch moan because it was harder than stone

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Discardin Clones daily..rip shotz / dethrone babiez..cryin ova war like ladiez. lately I blaze treez...

Your feeble rhymes show your weak mind/you eat dick and take it in the behind from a dude that's deaf dumb and blind/

Crack back my mack to match your 5 stacks of your red ryder, either die now, or consider yourself retired

detatch the match to light the snatch to take the prize in the eyes like the guy who germinate fun like the sky when you look for the sun

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Originally Posted by deadlymelody

Crack back my mack to match your 5 stacks of your red ryder, either die now, or consider yourself retired

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seek fire n touch!..cuz u dont wanna be burned by my linez son..str8 dryin u up..

I stand five foot six but I knock out mutherfuckers six six and stick my twelve inch dick in their bitch

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Originally Posted by Marc051

I stand five foot six but I knock out mutherfuckers six six and stick my twelve inch dick in their bitch

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RIP u then SIFT..leave u coughin in Risidual Mist!..

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Originally Posted by Aclikyano

in Risidual Mist!..

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Individuals in rituals twist ta the invincible fist, spittin da invisible gift

genitals licked, religion kicked to center of shit, enter the spicks mental, and get dribbled like knicks

get mixed like a tape scratched by a dj//
bust shots in retaliation like d-day//

disgustin' how disscusion gets interupted and mixed with destruction

I leave dudes bruised or slain with da tech, im use ta cuttin throats so im a pain in the neck

rainin respect once i cave in ya chest wit shotokan strikes
im wack? psyke, by far i spit bars like klondikes

i like that klondike line, and yours too spoken dope shit,

only out when the..wind is dense..is when i come round, homies proud of they..fingerprints..
my..Timbaland's..is a straight..hinderance..they talk shit but when i walk in, they..limbs is stiff..

in a quick second my weapons spits venom head shit
give a spick half steppin get left in a ditch sweatin

contradictions have been in constant conflicts of interest, competition got split with my tom tom n they thin vest

i got 2 groups to fuck like its insest//
in thier own intreast in bed dildos twirl i must invest//

my cold blood beatin in my hot chest, you couldn't clean my style if you wrote my rhymes underwater with a bar of Zest. Like muscles my words flex, weak mcs get me vexed, I cut heads off just to see who's next.

I'm makin ya life about nothing but papers n dice, im cold when i write, like them glacier's of ice, my knife turn opponets inta vapors tonight

Got pride for my tribe so can bitches feel my vibe.

bribe the live mafia to poison ya pasta
hide the brides lobster crews annoyin my top. UH!!

I got ya girl spread wide open like eagle wingspan/ I'm going to slide my sausage deep making her scream I'm the man with her nails stabbin my back

walk out the smoke clapping my gat
who u acting im attacking the flats

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Originally Posted by 100pr00f

walk out the smoke clapping my gat
who u acting im attacking the flats

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and QUEENZ..hand teamz advantage lead then damage spleez..no-wea to land ya feet..!

causing my defeat is an impossible feat/
im from the streets all offensive attemps are obsolete/
think you top dog, yall just bitches/
when i spit i cause apocolypse
leaving time without stitches

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Originally Posted by andrem

causing my defeat is an impossible feat/
im from the streets all offensive attemps are obsolete/
think you top dog, yall just bitches/
when i spit i cause apocolypse
leaving time without stitches

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fucc u doin nigga?...... thiz a ONE LINE CYPHA!!
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Str8 Yappin..Ya BARZ iz FAKE / LACKIN!!..Waste / TRASH KID!..get ya Brainz BASHED IN!!.:z

150 an hr and ur not fast-in//
im crashing into the wall smashing//

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Originally Posted by 100pr00f

150 an hr and ur not fast-in//
im crashing into the wall smashing//

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Call bastidz to stage..maul rappin then raize roofz like blaze do!..change youth wit lyrical brain boost!!. :Y

step by step in chain boots ak's hang aim from traind troops/

im spititn with 100proof, we gunnin thugs n tropps, cuz we run shit, and be lovein da loot..

me and the palehorse horsemen, showin our worth workin

I run bitches with Swollen Hips, Dice still Rollin Chips, got Stolen Clips thats Flowin Sick, like i spit the Golden Gift, ta get ya Colon Split

i sit and inist my lyrical scripts diminish kids in cyphers/ must i sign an assasination contract to prove the pen is mightier then the sword to ghost writers?/

On a typewriter my words hit hard on the keys
Raise my arms like Moses and my rymes split the Seas
Cut down MCs with a swift breeze

heh..nice..

I Stash Cash cuz there aint no reason ta flash it
i love my techs more then sex so i guess im in the heat a passion

^nice line

Outta the water come splashin
Throw 8 darts in a more then timely fashion
Blinded and still hit 8 bulleyes
Think yer smart yet you get lead around by lies

1 red dot on ya head, make ya goosebumps rise
compared to me you aint got no size
ill shoot and swat ya peoples like flies
tears, blood, everywhere ur choice wasn't wise

ill line razorsharp:thumbup:

Immeasurable number of tries
at your failin enterprise
How can you not see the truth its writtin in the skies
and burned into your eyes