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[sikdragon]

from awhile back:

sitting on my lap it tastes fresher in the sack-
an armada of flavor launches a surprise attack-
it sends shivers packed with power efforting smack-
another spending that of which is never a way back-

(switches beat)

Trust is a thing rarely seen on these streets with these fiends-
gotta get high, gotta stay clean. shoot, went for the first and trusted-
but was busted with this stupid vendetta while a cop issue beretta points straight at my eye as i lie with my arms straight to the sky-
deny my source as i defy my rights. decide to hide the truth-
save the betrayer and pay him back later-
return him the favor ten fold with my pig slayer-
It's gonna be a flood six inches high in the tub wit ya blood you gangsta faggot-
you cant hack it and i cant neither but i can hack you of that you can be sure proceeding the beating-
get the stead of retreating ill find you and you'll taste the chase of base pounded deleting of a human life-
your knife taken from my back will find a place in yours staring straight at your punisher-
pouring your blood from ya skin like im in a rush here-
and ill snap ya back like the rat pack's snitch should be taken, gonna smack attack and crack the spine in time to make the dogs dine like kings-

[*basick*]

a good vocabulary does not equal dope rhymes... and please seperate your second verse into bars... nobody wants to read a whole paragraph with no places telling you when to end a line