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Judgement Day

You wanna judge me? Well judge this, the flavor of the back of my fist! You wanna control my mind? Well control your tongue or agony is what you will find. I'll break your face, I'll crush your soul, dont mess with me, I might lose control. Unleash the rage from the page and let hell rain down on your hole.

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Yoni Dvorkis

Date: 10/29/2009 11:58:00 AM

this would work well with a hip hop beat, rap artists usually have a similar flavor, Eminem would probably love this if he ever read it. I do want to judge you, can't help it, I'm human, like you, and it sounds like you already did a lot of pre - judging preparation. So in the interest of not getting the hell rain down, I think I'll just stfu for once and let you be yourself, I know that'll make me feel better.