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Old 01-25-2013, 10:33 PM   #1
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Default Red Dye vs Art iLLery

11-06-2004

Art

Sorry if I'm late... got busy for a minute:(

Art iLLery's simply ill, but you say no one's above you?
Well no one notices me, so i guess the statement's true
I sever egos with my skill & son, you finna get castrated
Yeah, Red Dye is pretty ill.... until it gets vaccinated
I'm poppin you till you drip Red Dye, loaded with Magnums
Figured I'd give a handicap for this match...
..then remembered u already had one
Red Dye can't step to me, and I didn't mean that as jokes
You can't even roll to me, fo' i put a stick in yo' spokes
I haven't heard your audios, so those disses would be void
But I can tell there's nada to say, only Az likes yo voice
Your location says your headed to greatness, to show I care
Take the brakes off your wheels, and I'll even push you there


Red Dye

you pussy bitch, fuck with me u kneein to God, i bet u nudiered man
i'll spit a played punch to even the odd, you got worst flow than the Hoover Dam
u gay faggot, eattin alotta dicks the only thing you show
no wonder they call u artillery, cuz u known for takin' loads
but like i said, you gay, dicks be gettin shifted in new ways
the whole site knows u've taken the pole, like Bush on tuesday
but im takin the votes, im grimy yo, my arms stabbin' fiends
n ima leave ya facein' the dirt, like celebs readin' Star magazine
leave u with the crookedest frown, n i put u thru hell punk
u define played, cripple lines been outta style since jazz was developed
ima go light, i can see you got the rookiest sound - and
helpin me get to greatness, is the only time u'd push me around



blah i needa find my style
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