Any Takers

Blind battle? here it goes
against who nobody knows
will I win or will I lose
that's up to the voting views
your rhymes are so faded
predictable, and belated
while I keep it one hundred
you niggas flows are out dated
battle rappin' ain't shi** to it
yal drinkin' my spittin' like fluid
blastin' any takers
come on and get this
you can be the next one
on the losin' list
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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March 3, 2017 at 8:13 PM
Poetry ain't words dribbled out on the fly, It's execution, prostitution of the me who am I. lettin loose my mongoose of thought provoking, while others be chokin , gettin all Seuss you just some cat in a hat, Philosophies of Socrates rap your brain around dat, Don't let dem big words confuse you, this all precludes you, from being 100, that's where you blundered, your rap just been plundered. :) word lol.....
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April 29, 2017 at 8:34 PM
I was impressed with yours too, It was worth the effort to reply. :)
Jones Avatar
March 4, 2017 at 3:40 AM
That was.....soooo freaken awesome!!!!!!
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