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« on: July 09, 2003, 05:03:00 AM »
wen it comes to deliverence im ona level wit jesus christ/you got me CROSS the scene is rite/my father said to tell you "of dust you were made and to dust you shall return"/very slowly, walkin corpse you jus a germ/ im dettol/bacteria i dead all/smack you back into the earths interia/decapitated cyper hed on vitual courts wit your hed i play ball/you caught death like kabzela,Y?you didnt protect yourself from dirkie de vos/lyricaly the boss/you FIRED! but you still cant STRIKE!you need the UNION? ME, GOD and RUGGED is the TRINITY/you mus be punished you f***ed wit one in this DIVINITY/bless you child you know not what you do finnish you off CLINICLY/theres no hosptitals you small town RURAL/derilict from all skill i´ll battle you live on a stage win the match in the same time i take cook two minute NOODLES/but you lack seasoning you aint seasoned your style is pretty like spring a ripe flower for the picking look at the TULIP/actin stupid/my two lips/ kiss you good nite now let me read you a bed time story dont piss on pokeman duv´e/you fake comin off the hed like your dads advanced hair studio tup´e/have you said your prays today?goodnite my son in the name of tri unity die fluently!