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02-02-2013, 05:38 PM
Native Tongue:
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Optima:
My verse...feel the force!
Your the no 3 seed an thats a big honor ya know
Shoulda the responsibility? I broke ya collar bone
Take ya clothes, this fags a big fan of vogue
And leave this model bloody when i strike a pose
Bother this round?, limbless u were discovered an found
U wont b able to run, but ya ashes will 'cova the ground'
I roam mines, this cat cant flow with his foam lines
An i'll 'back u up' slicing u with my own spine
I'll rape ya known times, now ya sonned mister
And tie ya legs to ya neck, cos im a tonguetwister
Leave ya verse torn, my shits groundbreaking, burst lawns
You should call it quits, like crack addicts first-born
Shoulda warned, cos im not afraid of harmin this man
If home is where the heart is u live in the palm of my hand
Start if ya can, Optima comes to enlarge ya sadness
An trample u to death in a parade, to show u marchmadness
Gladness, at ya departure watch Op hollow mutes
An ya like to rape office-workers, so you 'follow suit'
Theres no dipute i shoot and my blade glistens
An it aint cos ya verse was funny,that ya sides splittin
Ya ends fittin, ya lucky that i admire brains
Cos i used them to cover pictures, in ya mind-frame
I find game, easy and u just dickrydin my heat
i threw u off my nutz and u settled for the balls of my feet
Ignoring ma steez, Nativetongue just embarasses drafts
U chuckle in the face of death, this 9'll be a barrel of laughs
Strangle with scarfs, and u mighta just withstood-it
My kicks are invisible,like directors cuts they'll be unseen footage
Bits attack, i came and its a shame ya spits are wack
U got this in the bag? Well ima fuckin hit the sack
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Final:
Native Tongue (x) - Optima (+)
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Optima:
My verse...feel the force!
Your the no 3 seed an thats a big honor ya know
Shoulda the responsibility? I broke ya collar bone
Take ya clothes, this fags a big fan of vogue
And leave this model bloody when i strike a pose
Bother this round?, limbless u were discovered an found
U wont b able to run, but ya ashes will 'cova the ground'
I roam mines, this cat cant flow with his foam lines
An i'll 'back u up' slicing u with my own spine
I'll rape ya known times, now ya sonned mister
And tie ya legs to ya neck, cos im a tonguetwister
Leave ya verse torn, my shits groundbreaking, burst lawns
You should call it quits, like crack addicts first-born
Shoulda warned, cos im not afraid of harmin this man
If home is where the heart is u live in the palm of my hand
Start if ya can, Optima comes to enlarge ya sadness
An trample u to death in a parade, to show u marchmadness
Gladness, at ya departure watch Op hollow mutes
An ya like to rape office-workers, so you 'follow suit'
Theres no dipute i shoot and my blade glistens
An it aint cos ya verse was funny,that ya sides splittin
Ya ends fittin, ya lucky that i admire brains
Cos i used them to cover pictures, in ya mind-frame
I find game, easy and u just dickrydin my heat
i threw u off my nutz and u settled for the balls of my feet
Ignoring ma steez, Nativetongue just embarasses drafts
U chuckle in the face of death, this 9'll be a barrel of laughs
Strangle with scarfs, and u mighta just withstood-it
My kicks are invisible,like directors cuts they'll be unseen footage
Bits attack, i came and its a shame ya spits are wack
U got this in the bag? Well ima fuckin hit the sack
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Final:
Native Tongue (x) - Optima (+)