Dyme aka Tyson vs Twiilight

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12-07-2001


- twiilight -

I make niggaz sleep so call me the sandman y dont u
comin sicka than tha average nigga susposed to
faggot ass nigga comin all hard tryin to be a thug
comin on this board/thread showin no luv
u wish u was on my level im that nigga u can deminish
but my rhymes like water they replenish
i put u in a coffin with my faculty
the police is after me
u bitches are the meaning of jealocy
imma doing this for the next century
so y u tryin to battle me
charge it to tha game so call me American Express
call u victorias secret soft like a bitches breast
im hard like a implant
now u illiterate ass can u get that
u need to subscribe to my skill u need to learn
learn this game cause ur ass will get served
i spit facts and all real shit like i am supposed to
like u like john doe nigga i dont noe u
u need to stop pretendin like a transvestite
u pack fudge for a sack at the dead of twilight


- dyme -

just going with what i think i need to

You wanna get to know me and my venue?
but ill knock you out - ill hit u up and Tylenol 'PM'-you
private message - spittin with dyme is hectic
you twiilight? im the universe - u under me - thats my perspective
my temper is somethin u shouldnt of tryed to mess with
now this guys beheaded - ya block is lined with medics
ya eyes is shredded - cut ya veins - blood is still blue
left this battle like scottish clothes and kilt you
you on the wrong person like rupauls mascara
leave ya blood runnin like a 'faucet' and call it 'farrah'
ill behold ya throne - then you'll be-held n refined in coffins quick
faced more proplems with pussys then a gynecologist
and this herb wanna come at me and gets slapped with 5 mics
you still a wack newbie - go to your zone - back in twiilight


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