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Post by Vallus on Dec 5, 2005 22:06:53 GMT
Seen from styles in progress, Keyz the wildest artist Puttin violence in margins, silence for pardons, supplyin the starvin When writin it's sparkin, like lime when I'm startin to puff Part is blunt, But this still a parchment to put heart inna cut Take apart and look witta bump, be juxed and just stumped Playin with vocab and takin slow stabs at tempo like wut No collab for the day, holdin straps for a wake, reelin Stacked for a blaze, holdin passion at bay wit feelins I put actions to a page for readin, get grazed from seein I got bored for a script, figured I'd make a report on the strip Whores still there, still plenty scores and plenty chips Semi's wit clips, women to snitch, tv's N rims on whips Tired from aspiring, think it's time to finish this spit...
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Post by Double~Hitz on Dec 6, 2005 13:59:07 GMT
loved tha flow on that
nice drop
but i think ya still need more vocab in ya verse
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Post by NINO_eMCee on Dec 6, 2005 20:59:34 GMT
yeah jay it's your next good rhyme.
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