Someone please spit with me/
it can be grimey or str8 shitty/
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Someone please spit with me/
it can be grimey or str8 shitty/
macheted techniques things get messy in this episode, attack these clones in their own abode
prophet spits the rhymes that are precise and compact,
when you step in the ring its time for full contact,
Forget your contract,your fighting is out wack,Your bound to get smacked,By,James the prophet,and the person who is registered under the name,of,WU-Tang Fan,Lyrics are almost as powerful as the Wu-Tang Clan,Who,is the most,important rap goup in,History,They came out as fresh as,Listerine (T.M.),You might lucky,and see them in concert,Some Rappers lyrics like Little John are obsurd,But little Jon claims that he's not a rapper,The only other thing I can think of is that he must be a Tomas-crapper,Doing crunk but it sounds like junk,
Leave kids like without candy, plus wit chunks
When I dump, better watch out for the shraps
bloody the backseats, brining bottoms that boom, basically building barriers that bury bafoons/
I Got Cats In Da Street/
I Call Em Avenue Platoons/
We Got That China White/
Wrapped Up In Ballons
shave ur cats until furless
like u, they're quite balless
cant intimidate me,im fearless
fuckin spit on u cuz im heartless
Line 1002, still crashing the scene
crushing spleens with brass knuckled fists
knocking out drugged up fiends
Rhymeing to me be all business, i'll go farther then the average distance/
one liners a cut above the ordinary emittance
You'll neva catch me slippin
this 45 barrel is waiting to give ur sentence
I'm a certified teacher on the art of the kill
Everyone needs to find a way to pay the bills
As the blood spills, An forensic teams examine/
Like Talib Africans tryin to cope wif the famine/
Wut Happen. < When ..< Earthquake... Safe.. Implode.. <.. Cracks.. Damage.. Green/ Blue.. Globe.. > Enter Metallic.. Stimulant.. Divergent.. Mode. ..