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Date Posted: 21:36:40 02/17/02 Sun
Author: chris tabor
Author Host/IP: 64-40-59-45.nocharge.com / 64.40.59.45
Subject: the white boy strikes again

Im...dark lyrically like a stone of onyx,
but my rhymes are without the use of ebonics,
throw flows out there keepin you dodgin me',
unlike the rest more like a child progeny,
my flow is built on years of mastery,
no hooks involved with the literary master,
blows to the brain, deadly grain became faster,
rotate through this spectrum of mazes,
put the cerebrum into crazed dazes,
for days...
deadly ways...
you like a quarter flick everyone gets "in",
i have the rapstyle equivalent to a mob kingpin,
criminal injustice,
influx of words cant bust this,
glow like a sylph,
hideout in your image of filth,
you could scratch at this for days and still you cant touch,
i see your real quiet when i write with big words and such,
take out the fake motherfuckers in masses,
block bustin, assasinatin, puttin fools on their asses,
blade control, an army team hideout,
when i throw down and commence, hear the rebels pull down and cry out,
whip you around like you my street corner bitch,
flick you with intelligence and your eyes you flinch,
all you got is dingy credibility,
no skill, no type of rhyme stability,
you could never feel me, you could never know,
what it is to truly flow,
when i take you out i do it old fashioned with a handful a barbwire,
hang you by ya neck across the spire,
bleed to the skies and tell the your story,
the punk motherfucker everyones knows as "Corey">>>........

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