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Date Posted: 03:35:10 02/18/02 Mon
Author: chris t. -r{}b{}t
Author Host/IP: 64-40-41-193.nocharge.com / 64.40.41.193
Subject: Dracos anthem (the white boy)

I gave you the skill ,left you in mass confusion,
now i beat your brain down and leave you with a mass contusion,
desert mirages, my rhymes like a cryptic illusion,
your wack rhymes on board, give out fucken pollution,
baby of the womb, we all wonder if youre still toothin,
talk about a crew? shit what a riot i bet youre crews thin,
my whip crackin, your rhymes slackin, put your ass in the trash bin,
till the day has dawned ,i will have spawned secret melodies,
put the mind in contigencies unheard of, like a felony,
feel the murkiness lurk through the cortex,
feel my burning lines pull you into the vortex,
my beats whip you around like you just had some rough sex,
feel the melodrone,
my demeanor much like the infamous capone,
blaze the paper, make ya head feel stoned,
aftermath of synthetic flows drift in to the bone..

(insert beat)

lurk through the streets,with complications at best,
i sit jaded and ponder,
of how this time your rhymes ill launder,
you musta been smokin too much cheap weed and let ya mind wander,
no rythym, no intellectual stimulation?,
I now give you the swift, the ill rhyme simulation,
now I fuck with your mind make fun of your rhymes with word manipulation,
it must be seen you went and took a vacation,
could it be you got tired of the degredation?
counterfeit bullshit, tryin to outwit me with mistaken plagiarism
spread like the plague, unseen clues to my puzzling mannerism,
kill off the weak species, furious race of mass extinction,
come talk to the my group-this rhyme priesthood, when you get some good lines son...

(beat continues, slowly fading as your jaw drops like a dumbshit)

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