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Yo..yo......
I'll~spectate that your text~breaks, wack spits of the past~2-decades
damage yah chest-plate, cuz You couldn’t see my 'joints' with the use of 'X-Rays'
Soldier defines-the-best, I’mma find~my~techs, let em design~ya~chest.... peep through the holes, and check who’s time~is~next
ill rip your spine~in~Secs, Interwine your bones like Vines, untill your Mind-Erects
Im Uppin' my Levels, Using this Counterfeit for Target-Practice~ cuz Simply im too Hard~to~Clash~Wit
Bars~are~Classic, and I'll take it as far as Mars~and~back~girl
With Regards to Barge~your~Wack~Scriptz and Discard~your~Tactics
Ill leave you Scarred~from~Lashed~whips, as i charge and leave you Charred~from~Acids
im Laughin at the new bitch’…nah.. I’m juz Bashin~through~Mindz…
Graspen-on-Fuse-Lines, to Cause Herrasment attachen~it~to~this~foolish~Spine….
Ill Obtain your Corpse with this Enormous-Defeat, and slowly Distort~yah~Fleet
I’ve heard ya Timid~Speach, ya just not ‘Touchin Much’, Sorta~like~a~‘Midgetz-Reach’
Surround yaself with Indians to ‘Sun Dance’ if you wanna ‘Bring-da-Heat’…
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now hope you provoke the pain..cause i aint feeling you like smokin cocain//
broken vains hope to drain out your wackness..battlin me ,you kinda the one that needs practice//
relive your glasses so you can see how a real emcee surpasses.//
herbish faggots think cause there words r doctord up with hyphens and colors means they ill//
i decypherd you brother thinking that your gonna take on soldier , what a fake deal//
i make kills as rage spills out this average textcee
your state's seales as i drill damage to your next beat//
congest me i was born in this life with basic essentals//
..like screamin over your lyrics as if they were instermentals//
influintual to your porpose.. i'm only gonna dispurse this to show you how your worthless//
first bitch dont talk your the boulder one bring it.//
.u wanna see wat i got? you get your knees split//
i sawn your little sonnet and theres no eclipse//
..and you need this like your mom needs dicks
..i'm talkin fiend shit//
like a seamstress i measure up and get the point..your a severd punk//
never jump to evdevers not noted//
or" your ass will get colapsed"like pac quoated//
rockin spots..i drop the jots as thoughts floated//
callin you shit a flex..youd be under arrest if cops voted//
i knocked the clock out of existance...your time is up so climb the stumps to reach the trees//
but mind your businees...cause i'm elavated up to points you cant think to breath//
fucking ?(@#%$#*), dont ever call me out.
*Soldier*Extreme Lyricist*
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I'll~spectate that your text~breaks, wack spits of the past~2-decades
damage yah chest-plate, cuz You couldn’t see my 'joints' with the use of 'X-Rays'
Soldier defines-the-best, I’mma find~my~techs, let em design~ya~chest.... peep through the holes, and check who’s time~is~next
ill rip your spine~in~Secs, Interwine your bones like Vines, untill your Mind-Erects
Im Uppin' my Levels, Using this Counterfeit for Target-Practice~ cuz Simply im too Hard~to~Clash~Wit
Bars~are~Classic, and I'll take it as far as Mars~and~back~girl
With Regards to Barge~your~Wack~Scriptz and Discard~your~Tactics
Ill leave you Scarred~from~Lashed~whips, as i charge and leave you Charred~from~Acids
im Laughin at the new bitch’…nah.. I’m juz Bashin~through~Mindz…
Graspen-on-Fuse-Lines, to Cause Herrasment attachen~it~to~this~foolish~Spine….
Ill Obtain your Corpse with this Enormous-Defeat, and slowly Distort~yah~Fleet
I’ve heard ya Timid~Speach, ya just not ‘Touchin Much’, Sorta~like~a~‘Midgetz-Reach’
Surround yaself with Indians to ‘Sun Dance’ if you wanna ‘Bring-da-Heat’…
Change Style
now hope you provoke the pain..cause i aint feeling you like smokin cocain//
broken vains hope to drain out your wackness..battlin me ,you kinda the one that needs practice//
relive your glasses so you can see how a real emcee surpasses.//
herbish faggots think cause there words r doctord up with hyphens and colors means they ill//
i decypherd you brother thinking that your gonna take on soldier , what a fake deal//
i make kills as rage spills out this average textcee
your state's seales as i drill damage to your next beat//
congest me i was born in this life with basic essentals//
..like screamin over your lyrics as if they were instermentals//
influintual to your porpose.. i'm only gonna dispurse this to show you how your worthless//
first bitch dont talk your the boulder one bring it.//
.u wanna see wat i got? you get your knees split//
i sawn your little sonnet and theres no eclipse//
..and you need this like your mom needs dicks
..i'm talkin fiend shit//
like a seamstress i measure up and get the point..your a severd punk//
never jump to evdevers not noted//
or" your ass will get colapsed"like pac quoated//
rockin spots..i drop the jots as thoughts floated//
callin you shit a flex..youd be under arrest if cops voted//
i knocked the clock out of existance...your time is up so climb the stumps to reach the trees//
but mind your businees...cause i'm elavated up to points you cant think to breath//
fucking ?(@#%$#*), dont ever call me out.
*Soldier*Extreme Lyricist*
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