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Rap Service
- Loadin out with my rap service, Let it out on the pad I make the whack versions
- No room for improvement with my gat surges, My head is fuckin spinnin like lap circles
- I bust up rhymes wit my rap service. Yeah, my rap service.
- Bring out the curtains, my lines constrict like serpents,
- I was washed out but I rose to the surface,
- I cut lines through like surgeons, I fuck out rhymes now with the verses.
- Go on this sight for a daily basis. I hope one day enough to make me famous.
- I am white but I fuck races. Arrest me for this rap I've had many cases.
- You fucks better rise quick I aint got patience. Try me bitch I am basically
- painless. The called me nameless, spacious, pay payments. I had to wait my
- turn like a fuckin waitress. Go on this site much as you go to the pharmacy.
- I had to make a difference on rap, not comedy. I have to admit honestly,
- I am the kinda guy waiting for a fuckin prophecy. I shit on the mic like the rhino
- and rhyme like CarlCee. I tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.
- I am on my site with loyalty. They say cause I call myself king I like royalty.
- I slur out what comes about with flamboyancy. I sit and LMAO like a joker enjoyably.
- Call this shit inappropriate. The fact is my rhymind goes from now to Soviet.
- Now adays I could care less and say so be it and rap as a Pad associate.
- I consider myself to battle like a lion. Man you aint nothin keep tryin but quit
- cryin. Your a toddler grown up like ripen. I admit I attack like bison and shit
- like hyphen. I rap with the dictionary from Amir.
- A site where my attitude doesnt affect my career.
- My rhymes correct you and are severe. I am a pioneer,
- likely a cashier cause theres cash here. My crimes are unclear but hure
- like thespear. The lines you make are so unfortunate. I wreckin ya win, lose,
- but not tie because I'm not corporate.
- I coordinate, my rhymes shine like an ornament. Sorry it ain't Christmas,
- getting old you need assistance. I know you're nothin, I'm a witness.
- I kill ya after this I need forgiveness.
- I flee the scene, I stay at least a distance. My rhymes are brilliant, you're lines,
- well you're just an idiot.
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