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bloodgang
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than a hands reach from heat.... they call it my speach//
letters wit feet ..walk my modem...call it a beast//
its hard ta speak when ya tounge mistakin blood for the taste of defeat//
stomp you out and say you got a taste of "da feet"//
beat i kid...... RM aint got no place fot the weak//
ya "eye'z" swollen... call it capital...dont spitbox wit text battle pros//
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this bitch should be in a porno, this aint a place for you to hang,
gatherd her friends round "in the month", n had em a "BloodGang-Bang".
jab
Still confused about what sex u are along wit all my fans,
we'll find out while you writin next by what u doin wit your free hand....
vote bloodgang
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Prophecy is the name I flow with.
Prophecy designated hitting ni99as off they bases
Ni99as rapping fantasies like they're caught up in the Matrix
Steady yapping how they jacking me catch they ass at applebees
Plant a couple in they head like Johnny Appleseed
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