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WarriorCarryingWater
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The human race is a chase, the prey is our dreams.

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Sucker MCs part 1

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These rappers keep me in stitches, 
They cash, clothes and hoes all fictitious! 
Don't believe what you see in the videos and pictures,
I eat MCs like a cannibal, 
With a side of fava beans and a nice chianti like Hannibal,
Cuz they tried to bite my style like a mandible,
Gave them rabies cuz I'm a ferral rhyme animal,
Got you open like albuterol, murder ya, then spit the eulogy at your funeral, 
First MC in history to die from lyrical pain
But he didn't die in vain, 
Lesson learned in the industry, stay in your lane, 
Fair warning to sucker MC's,
I can kill with my words like muad'dib, 
Dune reference, the spice is the worm indeed, 
Cuz I be jamming like door frames,
And flowin like storm drains, 
While I pay condolences to the church and your mom, 
Autographed your obituary with a psalm,
And made her smile with my charm, 
Then turned it over to the Deacon, 
Gotta go, another show for the weekend,
Entertain with lyrics like fire breathing, 
Slaying MC's like Dragons seeking, 
Knights in Midevil castles,
Impressing damsels in distress, hassles, 
Now days we take them to White Castle, 
You can get fries and a few burgers,
But don't you even think about getting a drink, 
We got soda at home and dirty dishes in the sink, 
Tangent - Back In the concrete jungle my species is rhyme animal,
Taking names, breaking backs, and dislocating clavicles, 
The creatine in my spleen makes me a feign,
On the microphone, lyrics explode like gallons of supreme, 
Gasoline in manifolds, exhaust blows wise words that forebode,
Sucker MCs who can't compete, got flow? Negro please,
Inaccurate predictions describe your claims of beating me, 
Verbal assault and battery, my lines warranted federal fines,
Now you mid-western somewhere in witness protection, 
Keeping a secret of how you got schooled on wax with a lesson,
At least you can say you battled the best and,
Listen to this rhyme, in your own time, and gasp, damn "that's insane"!
Adverb ethered me without even saying my name, 
Spitting on his rhyme skills not fortune and fame,
Wack rappers take a while, but eventually recognize game. 

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WarriorCarryingWater says:

#8

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Lovelylady1 says:

This was hard core my dear king
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WarriorCarryingWater says:

Thanks Lovelylady1!

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