BPC vs Raw Scientz

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03-17-2002

Raw Scientz

my words thrown......sensitive, Utah, breath

Here we go

BPC sensitive thug scientz stay exposin you fags~BPC wouldnt have a nice 'flow' if he was on the 'rag'/(the rag=period)
i smashed his back and knocked his spine off track for tryin to test~grabbed his wind-pipe outta his neck he's unabled to catch his breath/
he catchin wreck but tried to dash i started beatin his fat ass cuz the truth is kid wit the pic in his sig was makin the site crash/
he talkin 'jazz' like he from 'Utah' battlin me he must be too bold~ watch him fold what i wanna know is who gave the 'teddy bear' a kangol/(siggy)
BPC catches a 'bruise-N' like abusin the 'alphabet 'i smash his chest and tear out his flesh his remains lie in a bird nest/*
this fake vet gettin crushed sit back and take a loss~admit you like goodies the proofs in the 'pudding' i guess ya 'jello' was filled wit 'cholestorol'/
not real at all i see u finally took Mani out ya avatar chose him cause you look like 'Billy Ray Cyrus' somebody throw him a 'guitar'/
u wanted to spar but BPC was hit wit massive hits i crack this bitch and smash his lips BPC wont know when he leakin spit/
this faggot kid was kicked from PF battlin me is slow death~i blow sets and leave this homo kid wit no rep/
like 'doin sets' i leave his chest burnin im on another level~BPC couldn't be 'Deman' if he was impregnated by the 'devil'/(sets like situps or crunches)

BLAH!!!!good luck BPC

*Birds take remains of things to make a bird nest


BPC

his words............round ball, exaggerate, determined

I desecrate yo heart from yo chest I digest bigger shit then u blessed on da mic like I was possessed…in supreme I piss on yo self esteem wit wet & depressed u getting rapped on like a bequest…exaggerate yo skill u in the shadow wit scripts reflection clips my protection…advection on yo weak punches dissection on yo skill in a negative number I slumber on yo talent an make u lose yo complexion…throwing round balls hear u speak when the ground calls (his skill is at the ground) u no wear near my level da Devil spit hot bars…like burning liquor store flicker as I sticker wit glocks that shock blocks like burning cigars…this battle ends in ashes yo carrier crashes and yo life flashes before your eyes I advice to apprise why u pre write…even yo brother told me behold b in full force life in fourths just a fraction imply on yo action like a verb fuck this herb storm like b I contrite… Determine to put u to rest, Buffalos finest? May I protest only way u underground if u recessed…obsessed wit b, u copy and “paste” as I rip yo “tooth” replace the youth wit talent cause b stay at the “crest” (top)

**Uncooked science? Illness my defiance as I bless the mic & “plug” some sense to you as I immense skill electrocute u wit flow like a home “appliance” u getting ripped only compliance**


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