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trap.
02-01-2013, 08:01 PM
Campioni Della Guerra

The Comedian:
Sime and Comedian, showin why we're seeded one
Peace To Axl Prose, but this Rose doesn't need a Gun
Believe it son, Cousy and Aura, that's the issue man
Couldn't even name their team, how 'bout Sacrificial Lambs?
And individually, I turn Jacuzzis into bloodbaths
You'll all be takin' mud naps, I'll even kill your rugrats
And I don't need a psychic friend to see your stupid Aura
And split your fuckin duo like GH did with Luke and Laura
Now you wish you never even entered, it's a little late yo
Crawl back where you came from while we party with Fidel Natro
And have a cigar, legend status we can safely claim
Did I tell you the name of the game boys? We ride the gravy train...

sime:
Crazy Lame! Time to switch ya name like Diddy did
Cousy retired, bitch ....quick! be Bibby or Kidd,
UPN got hot with tourney talk and these lames hopped on,
Time to bounce back to whateverwacksiteyoucamefrom.com
Focus on hopeless...notasoul can compete with me...
Plus you folks is jealous...i wrote this to Defc0n`s beat CD.
Get aggressive with pestles - use these 2 as mortar..
blaze Cousy and then let the fumes pollute your Aura
So solute the Lords of War - CDG`s the core of danger..
Commitin drastic acts of labor mixed with gore and anger.
Now say peace, and since you geeks get bored with strangers...
Take this L, and go hang with old pals in Foreign Chambers


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Cousy&Aura

Cousy

Holding a rope to maim or hang, but which one? I stop right..
& considered using a lasso, even tho it’s evident you knott tight
Poke eye’s & you lost sight, you’ll end up in a place with doctors
Then I'll battle myself in the mirror, just to face the prospect

Aura

Blaze, you offset, Comedian watch as I break ya name
& I’ll push you in’a plate of glass, to see if you can take the pane
My blade applies pressure to, ya surface & starts infecting soon
Put so much lead through ya body, radiation ain’t effecting you
Ya neck will prove flexible, when I stretch it round it’s susceptible
To spin backwards off your shoulders, lose face & wreck ya skull
Against text so dull I’ll test ya so, I tremble guys when terrorised
Don’t ease up ya gettin clean cut but my flick knife ain’t sterilized
Delivering quick rights to paralyse, for you the time has beconned
Tho your life's clock runs down, sime watch, you's dying second
I strive on wreckin any tag teams hope, & I’m sick with visions
My knifes blade judges flesh, & ya chest'll be open to criticism
My rap’ll crush ya, emcees I’m tearin up & fillin with lead
See little things mean a lot, so appreciate what skills ya possess
Ill non the less, you give me pleasure to see a chest & open it
Where the only treasure to take out is your heart of gold in it..
Quit talking you fools, my fists will leave bodies starting to bruise
& I don’t just stomp on ya keyboard, I’m prone to walk over u
I’m mean I’ll give the medius, ya an average pair & lackin flare
Jus take this rope home and perservere. Seriously, hang in there.