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Date Posted: 15:08:07 06/22/01 Fri
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>~*¤PRØFÎCΣÑC¥¤*~ verse....
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>The words I write perfom lyrical executions/1
>It's the end of Young Nova, wit no conclusion/2
>Nova beat'n me is like ah mirage or an illusion/3
>I stay on point, while he gets lost in ah mix of
>confusion/4
>I give nova two choices, retreat or defeat, now start
>chose'n/5
>I'm an unsolved mystery, wit no facts to prove it/6
>can't control my thoughts, I'm ah bout' ta lose it/7
>bout ta go all out on the "young" one/8
>hazardous to ya health like cigerette smoke is ta both
>of ya lungs/9
>it's ya destiny battlin' me, cuz this is the final
>outcome/10
>I disobey authority, and get disciplined by no-one/11
>Young Nova you got skillz?, then show some/12
>I spit wit violent intentions/13
>words so deadly i destroy the competiton/14
>the chairman of tha "board", give you the resignation
>of ya lyrical position/15
>I'll never give up, so don't attempt ta think that
>i'll ever submit...son/16
>my words are worth more then ya blood, sweat, and
>dedication/17
>you challenge'n me was ya first violation/18
>no need ta ask for advice, so fuck ya consultations/19
>I about ta fore-go my final transformation/20
>which is to completely destroy ya self-esteem, and
>drive U to ya final destination/21
>by disectin' ya vocab wit no hesitation/22
>leave you disabled from total humiliation/23
>even an MC like you could never break my
>concentration/24
>"The One", "The Only", "Proficiency" an MC wit no
>limitations/25
>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
>~~~~~¥øung Ñøva verse...
>
> In the second bar do u know what the fuck u talkin
>bout//~
>That shit didn’t make sense so I sliced up yo body and
>made it look like a 66 ROUTE//~
>You name defines my Rhymes//~
>I aint nothing 2 fuck wit like a prostitute on crack
>that got fucked ova 500 times//~
>When u battle me u enter World War 3, got yo azz
>duckin and dogging stepin on land mines//~
>If u where a dragon u still couldn’t spit hot shit//~
>I got ever std and ever disease and the word im beyond
>sick//~
>Im makin u disappear as if I was wohdeni//~
>U couldn’t win this fuckin battle if u had Aladdin and
>the fuckin genie//~
>Im so hot when u battle me I give u a 10th degree
>burn//~
>After this battle u will only have a 5 sec TERM[end of
>life]
>U cant copy my shit itz 2 hot 2 bite//~
>But u did anyway and u got yo lip eternally flaming
>all night//~
>I snap crackle ~n~ pop yo azz like tops on snapels//~
>U spitin pollution 2 my ears so I cut of yo fuckin
>Adams apple//~
>Then I cut half of yo body into fragments//~
>Then beat the fuck out of u wit yo body part
>attachments//~
>U flowin like u are LACKFLOWINTALERENT, what u scared
>2 spit//~
>No I can’t hear when u are CUMIN cause I left yo azz
>dickless//~
>You half stepin now, cause I got of yo right foot//~
>My flow is like Beoncey Knowles nude they never
>getting over looked//~
>Im takin ova this board like Castro got Cuba//~
>Up liftin yo bone structure catz thinking itz a bone
>storm from here 2 Vermeer//~
>O yea by the Way yo term is up PRØFÎCΣÑC¥, u die a
>slow death//~
>I tried 2 warn u and till u that my Rhymes were Hazard
>2 yo health//~
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