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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 12:12 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 8:26 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 8:36 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 8:46 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 8:53 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 8:57 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 9:59 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 3:42 pm
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Emcee name:Undecided between illustrate and Babbler. Reason I rap:To show actual lyrical ability compared to the artists out there that do nothing more then corrupt the minds of our youth, I wanna show that rapers can be more poetic.
I, spit in a style that can show I teach as well/ I've been made as an example in a comparison of a speak and spell/ My, lyrical talent can show that I am quite syllabic/ I'm a lyrical murderer in the third degree so u can tell I'm READY TO BE KILLIN s**t!/ Pass the blunt, cuz my homie I'm ready to blaze the ganja/ spit so much, you could say I'm embracin my inner llama/ Strate Ill, has become my alter ego/ They say that by the time I'm done with u u'll resemble a demon left at the alter, a freakshow/ Peaceful, is how I try to be, that of a pacifist/ but I'm also a nihilist, idolin', the more pessimistic activists/ As they clash their fists, I'm tryin to merely battle with words/ They say the sword is mightier then the pen, and i'll asend as a master who's learned/ All of the secrets of the galaxy, that were ever hidden/ we each are a prefix of reality, but have no point in existance/ And keep ur distence,... cuz it's been said that I'm a loose cannon/ but if u get to close actin tough with a gangrag then I'll hang ya with a noose from ur bandana/
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 7:25 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2012 4:11 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2012 2:50 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2012 7:59 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 1:36 am
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Yo, batter up to plate/ I am the Babbler, leavin u children suckin on pacifers, pass my curb, that's where disaster waits/ Never procrastinate, verbally stable with process/ I'm an open book, leavin u lost within my table of contents/ Withstand my knowledge, it's a powerful force/ Though pacifist, never weak, I turn a coward into a corpse/ Refer to me as *****, I'll refer to u as monkey on the porch/ Not racist, though possibly satanist, ur facin the apocalyptic horse/ I am a force to be recond with/ My dark thoughts can turn ur upward optimistic mood into that of a pessimist/ Question it, if u must, I'll easily have an answer/ I'm a hunter, leavin deer who feel beastly without their antlers/ Cancer in ur lungs, so u search for ur savior/ I'm not him, but god had me deliver him, just aim and shoot him out the chamber/ You think u can comprehend danger?/ My gang consists of my multiple personalities, so u could say I'm an original gangster/
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Posted: Wed Nov 21, 2012 7:59 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2012 6:00 pm
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iineedmoney Well this that GMG get money shiit. CEO so im running shiit. -ThugginGoddess- she bad b***h. but dont touch that cause its my shiit. iineedmoney like i need cloths, i stay away from gaia hoes. In they eyes all they see is gold, in my eyes that shiit is old. Dont beg and wine cause my hearts cold. I wouldnt give ya'll 5 gold, Only break bread with my team though. GMG Get Money H0e. okay that go hard
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