| Posted: 10 April 2007 at 6:36pm | IP Logged
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First Off.
http://www.cvmusicworld.com/forum/forum_posts.asp?TID=7779&a mp;PN=1
Second Off.
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Dude Is Next To Me? No...I Smile In Doubt, Knowing Fully Well What This Childs About.... I Had "Inner Calm"...But Then "Nicks Showed" And I Decide To Go All "Wild N Out"!.... You Run With Your Tongue, Got Miles Of Mouth...But No Punches To Back It Up... Sure To Give You A Knuckle Sandwich, Along With Old Lunches And Brass With Crunch....
I'm The Most Crazy Of Rhymers, I'm "Sick While Eating Dogs" Kinda Like Rabies In China.... I'm "Tired Of This Trade!" I've Lost A "Few Good Men"...Yeah....To Your Ladies Vagina!... You Come With The Laziest Kind Of Simple Text Perceptions, I End Your Stressful Guessin... Til The Only Time That The "Web Sees E-Bon" Is Through Some Sort Of Internet Erection!....
If It's Death With Weapons....Fists Are The Killer, They Know They're Maimin Some Head... Cuz Losses? Yeah, I Had A "Fu Til E"....But Now They've Went And Changed To Success!.... I Smell Pain In Your Breath...Is It From Your Broken Nose Or Maybe From Your Open Throat... All I Know Is I'm Boasting Flows, That "Currently Go Deeper" Than Even The Ocean Goes...
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