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| Primal~the Rap Achilles~ |
| 12. Ruthless feat. MC Wisdom |
:MC Wisdom:
rap sickly
you can ask biggie- we ''richer than richie'' like lionel
rhymed ill since vinyl...
:Primal:
check me--
the rest be--
pestly and the rudest--
flow nile..and my style taste nestle and i'm prudish--
vex me not the newest..newbie wit some skill--
no chick!
...could date rape screw me wit a pill--
since a newbie i been real..ill wit a kick--
(is that so?)
hell yeah..i'll run thru you wit clips--
not from virginia, but nigga, those two from the hip--
and tell me, why? them chicks really boo when you strip--
damn who you been wit..fam tellin you you hott--
same kids that'll probably make jelly of your top--
(is that so?)
hell yeah dog these niggas is ruthless--
for coupses--
the jewels chips--
and the fruity couch juices--
(AWE MAN!)
Ness man, he at it again, untatted to win--
i'll give to these maggots on gin--
the faggots don't grin--
or speak when i'm at it to sin--
you should already know that i'm at it to win--
:MC Wisdom:
rap sickly
you can ask biggie- we ''richer than richie'' like lionel
rhymed ill since vinyl...
:Primal:
no relevant rivals present for primal--
especially when Wis, bring it wit kid, yo his presence unbridled--
we deadly to spinals, through rounds, been ready for finals-
:MC Wisdom:
in bangladesh with machetes we steadily climb hills
to new heights, then move right to the serengeti with rhinos
still leave you shook til you look like some yeti albinos
:Primal:
you side-notes is jokes, and hold no weight..anorexic rappers--
we hit no chests wit clappers, got enough strength to wrestle raptors--
goin to heaven..W.P..for we..god don't stress the rapture--
:MC Wisdom:
we rappin the best, wit after effects that leave ya affected after
ya'll some impressive actors, til ya necks is fractured,
put anyone in the dirt, run to his church, n confess to its pastor
BASTARDS!!!
:MC Wisdom:
rap sickly
you can ask biggie- we ''richer than richie'' like lionel
rhymed ill since vinyl...
:Primal:
P cold!
guard your neck like a turtle collar--
been to school but impress crowds cuz i'm verbal scholar--
on the block, pitch weed, get herbal dollars--
lay chickens down, dick em down, til i heard em holler--
my firm's just wilder, FreakSquad deadly scourges wit metal--
since my inception, liquid linguist emerged as the devil--
wit the urge to just peddle souls like commodities--
aint been a soldier, this real since plato wrote the odyssey--
any problem me expeditiouslly air out an opponent--
and for the message..4 earth corners..spread out your components--
oh and, the compartements for your organ's position--
they never see you, head of the church for the organ's redition--
of the death song commissioned, undertaker walk--
many dead bodies, but never did this undertaker spark!--
as it says no trace of your body--
it's a shame cuz i'm winnin and this race is my hobby (get it?)--
:MC Wisdom:
rap sickly
you can ask biggie- we ''richer than richie'' like lionel
rhymed ill since vinyl...
dono what the fucc you herbs is on..??
word is bond, it's final-
murder songs wit primal
burn korans n bibles... ruthless
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