It's unbe1eivab1e how 1itt1e the majority of peop1e that be1ong to this site know about music. I'm finished with it.

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summer battles anyone?

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i fucking hate college.

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Sometimes when i look in the mirror, I think that I'm fat. After long deliberation I realize I am and decide it wise to eat a taco. Or fifteen.

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Trailer Park Bling Mutha Facko! Thas 4 gauge stainless steel and plastic ass diamonds. Say something, I dare you.

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I hate cages.

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Robert A McDade,
a.k.a. a pre-teen,
who needs to shave,
you smell like a muskrat,
showers are a must,
spit raps with a crustash,
think we’ve had enough,

He’s crazy, or wait he,
Just may be,
A victim of the symptoms,
Of multi personalities,
Crazy how I see,
The talent, and malice,
Of others regurgitated,
Like salad, up chucked,
In a manner valiant,

Enough to get a D+,
And pass to the next grade,
Only scars you got,
Are from cuts,
When getting your head shaved,
You never tussled nothing,
Like a monk,
You’re style fits,
Logos made from anime,
You sell to every dumb shit,

With a little lunch money saved,
Better run quick,
He can bevel letters at you,
Or make your colors switch,
When it comes to raps,
Yeah I’ll say your better,
But that’s like comparing dirt,
To government cheddar,

They both suck,
So post up the pictures that you took off,
The minute I made fun of em,
You took em and runned with em,
Some of them bitches,
Were funny as shit,
Left me in stitches,
And you got the nerve,
To player hate,
And make of my bitch?

When she fly as an eagle,
Me dating her’s even legal,
You’re hateful, even deceitful,
Stealing beats and ideas from people,
I can’t believe the delusions,
Up in your head,
Hopefully you’ll speak your mind enough,
And wind up dead,

Until then my advice is,
Seek solace with you friends,
Let the people who love you,
Lie to you till your life ends,
It’s priceless, the righteous,
Will make the fight end,
When grrness on the mic,
Battles end with two hits,

My voice hits the speakers,
And your fans hit the door,
On the way to get an autograph,
From me at the record store,
An NTG with some scribbles on the right side,
You can even get one,
But only if the price is right,

Hype me, spit the lines you write,
Lines you swiped, I’ll flip em back,
With twice as many rhymes,
A delivery thas killin these,
Biters from every side,
Like the water crashing down,
On pharaoh before his army died,

He’s got the nerve to tell some people he’s won,
Not once, twice, but three times, he says it in fun,
For once, the truth isn’t said in jest,
Cuz the puns he spits are never gonna be,
better than second best,

Best invest in some practice,
Get your ass kicked enough times,
You’d think he’d learn to fight back kid,
Jesus,

He couldn’t get skills on loan,
He couldn’t double himself yall,
If he’d been cloned,

Skills you’ve shown,
Are dusty, outdated and rusty,
He’s a joke,
his music’s the punchline,
It must be,

Trust me, when it comes to beef,
You’re ground meat,
While I’m ground chuck,
Check the prices on lunchmeat,

I know I’m fat, dumbass,
I’ll never deny it,
You’re whack, but you’ll deny it,
Till your swingin and teary eyed,

He made you look so goofy,
but don’t be mad at us,
God has a sense of humor too,
Dogg, just look at the platypus,

HA HA
HA HA HA
HA MUTHA FUCKIN HA,
MUTHA FUCKIN HA,

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Yes TLK, yes it does. I am as close to a legend as you will find. Especially in comparison with you. That is only because you suck. Congrats on the new track though. This one was only "sub-par" versus "extremely shitty" like the last two were. Maybe by round 57 I'll have some competition. At least you suck consistantly!

Yours Truely,
NTG

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Lookin more upish...

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Life is kicking me in the balls.

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