Tuesday, December 8, 2009
The status is the badest.
Massive action, never passive I am blasting,
as if my vocabs are graphics, the status
is the badest, check the attraction of of females,
doper than fishscale, sober I spit well,
touch rappers and got them in a cobra cluth,
some straped, others front, I don't light blunts,
I ignite the mic like a flame, tight type,
with the hype psyic, I take flight,
my natural high is higher than a satellite,
I battle all night, settle the next day,
I put cats to rest like Holy Sabbath,
the black hebrew, Asiatic kid see you,
through like a glass window,
no Nintendo, but rough raps I recite,
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