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Senior Citizen
Join Date: Aug 1997
Posts: 3,870
Battle Record: 4-3
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05-31-2002
RawIllusions' spits: You're an Education forum MOD? why.......well im kickin some educaton...listen up thro fists that leave his retnas doin replays,couldnt speak a multi if he was spittin on 3-way! i display hits in a genius way, stick my fist so far up kaos' head leave his cells in a bouquet survey his frail bones,hear moans as i rip more tissue then black women at funeral homes ur lines are about as useful as def kids with mobile phones,check the toe tag,reads unknown u throwin rocks like paki's? shit,i whip fine-stones that'll even make yah bed-rock u makin this to easy with ur static shock, i block yah downy soft blows with rows of detergent this is urgent hits to ur face,ruin his image.....he grabs belief, and decides to DR mace rip fades to his face like old pictures,necro lines clipse yah throat, so u grindin in strictures victors? nah, just virgin lips beein split, get tears of his flowin cuz i even made the song cry unpredictable demise as a reflection of an image arrise,slice yah caps leavin w/danglin thighs i clear his eyes as i leave Steins*,help noobs in his forum have fun,play static limb finds minds blown at my wordplay,lay his remains out like gansta herbs packin slang blades he blowin hot air like parades,my fists hit like black&decker caus'n unrecorded color shades! the astrick( * ), on the 11th line next to Stein, I meen Ben Stein, the guy who promotes clear eyes....but ike stains...u get it, wordplay........... Static Kaos spits: sieze"(sea's)" your game, spit a verbal "ripcurrent" an drag you under in this lyric fist fight I'm the only man, you can't even stare at your reflection without having to wonder voters, strengthin your belief in the spirtual images of god before i sacrifice this virgin "disectin this herb" like a "gay guy on a cookin" show cause im no scientific surgeon throw' "punch"lines an "whack" ur grin, face it, your whack minus tha h~afta~W (WACK) you write love songs in battles, i spit combat through ten lines~2~trouble~u I'll hit you with so many punches, you'd need a "necro" to 'ghost' your verse I'll tear you apart and feed your blood to 'Draclula', but I'll impale you like 'vlad,' you'll end up in bed with contradiction as your penthouse nurse rawillusions? a necropho~bia, pointin your finger into the air is the only way you could show~me~up like thinkin with your dick only decision is easy, you ready to get blown or what? |
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