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Senior Citizen
Join Date: Aug 1997
Posts: 3,870
Battle Record: 4-3
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04-23-2002
wisefool (http://www.******.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=2380) No one come iller than an illmatik filler Except perhaps wise's systemtic killer, an atomatic thriller Prepared to turn ice cream from chocolate to vanilla I be the lyrical verse dealer, rhyme scheme stealer Monk be the spiritual hurse cleaner, no time or means to feel ya Locked in a monastery, illmatik be religious A monk has no possessions, so his words are less prestigious Ambiguous...no concessions, so his slurs are even impious Biased...no need to abreviate, cos monk is the driest I destroy monk till he lays, urinating, in his own saliva Cos i'm a conniver, misdirected, talented depriver Disrespected, accented admirer! sleak, slender, and ever so tender Monk be a name but his personality be a bender fake rhyme sender...lyrical fate pretender synical state contender, late in time, till he surrenders i'm a verse mender...i compare lyrics till they be bumper to bumper, fender to fender demographic collections, offring fantastic protection rollin wit vituperates, illmatik's crew offer nuttin but rejection turbo charged injection, NOS fueled projection! wise be a man, but fool's rhymes contend with perfection illmaticmonk (http://www.******.com/forums/vault/member.php?u=5393) yo this cat got cinder ~figure but can't melt bar's/ so he gotta use the flamer tek's and pump hot anus binar/ never can wise people be fooled i take your name into a confidence/ sayin my name for times jus summon's your defeat and it's opulent/ makin the crew name complex when your crew's like latex/ ex)strechy and breakble only used when ego's are erect/ i gave you 2 week's to retire after a mood change like two-face/ give u a mirror to handle jus incase i invert the style u jock in 1st place/ similar to mimiking fetuses raised without a genome brain/ you could never recollect punclines if they were moles in ya staimen vein/ your hard shelled talk spit nonsense but on this inside your soft like sun flower seed's/ that's imagery kid somthin u couldn't desire if injected with heroine and speed/ for he doesnt know the sin he commited he suffered the newbie flu/ he now is is eternal pain of burning emaculant degrees like hitler did the jew's/ |
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