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04-23-2002


Epidemic

My syndromes send drones to bend and convulse/
wit such an intense sentence the attack leaves my face imprints on ya lobes/ u rubbish and know ya mental capacity is sluggish and slow cuz a beef wit me is short lived like god's run in wit gnomes/ my tongue sends a note to lacerate ya lungs and ya throat/
all ya typing does well is steal space like celestial robberies/ im steppin on mockeries since sez forgot the he was a phorm of life as my formal testicals property/
Eat MCs??..ive had my share of swine/ been known to murder sites wit a narrative line/ tossin brains wit large heeves so thoughts can recieve air time/ Sezsions says his ideas never seem to take shape like Wallace, Rasheed's hair line/
summerge a sentance in an ounce cursed amendments/
a mic?...im the first to hit it and smack the light into your ass like a birthing infant/ slurr an infrence that implaments dramatics spit on his ashes like fire prevention for burning incents/
best to run across ya options twice like spittin in prison shelters/
make my incisions felt first/ as i belt a verb/ ya flow is horrible like Aeronautics on chipped propellers/



SezsioN
{The beginning of}
Letz begin this SezsioN's winnin' this against Epidemic

I'm servin' more bitches than female contenders in tennis


E gets stomped with cleats till concrete's lodging a piece of his cheek/ Burried so deep the Devil said he was disturbing the peace/ RC told me I could sneeze and win! don't even have to write/ thatz only half the fight, I'm blood thirsty, and my "Appe's-Tight!"/ Itz never a question if sez tries or why he's got red knives/ I snatch "De-mic" from "Ep-i", the only Jedi with Tech-9's!/ I think itz time I teach this guy watch EPI bleed and die/ but keep in mind when he's beat he cries peep out his teary eye's / Don't fear me, why? I can't be seen with eyes even the screen is blind/ push forehead to back of your neck, leave EPI with "Receeding-mind!"/ I live a demons-life with a genius-mind and a creature's size/ fuck EPI's opinion I'll leave detectives with his "Piece-of MIND!"/ Scratch idea's with my KIA, brain dead, and Perish your thoughts/ day I'm scared of assault is the day all the terrorist caught/ I see Epidemics gimmicks like I was his Diagnosis/
SezsioN torch-kids till their roasted and corpse-crisp like toast-is/ Epidemic's demented dentist extra holes gettin' drillin' through/ you're weak, and like Tweet cuz you're the only one who's Feelin' you!/ Since you're Fei-Long I'm Ryu, they'll find-you deep in the
Bayou/ go fishing with your Tapeworm as bait while itz still inside-you!/ E. Bola to A.I.D.S now Epidemic's infected with SezsioN/ like women who marry men with kids, you'd better watch your "Step-Son!"........................................ ............

{Your END}
Roll over shoulder with van wheel and use face as an anvil

Hold your casket up is the only way you'll be "Standin-Still