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Problemz said: "Hearin-the-best spitten Venomous Arrows Peircin-ya-chest/ While Fearin-the-rest that killin-ya-text from heaven to hell/"

JohnMen said: "now this kina shit hav a rapper on drugs if u grippin a nine's ppl say u a thug mothafuckers wanna ring out on mic's a might uh, call the operator so da cops can light whatever this is black music or crack music poetic niggas from broke down communities they live life on topics an rap to it in a grocery store lil girls, lookin britnies rate"

2 Many Styles said: "2ms always cum'n quick like premature ejaculation Quick to explain every deteal to re-ensure elaboration* quit cum'n 'hard' u should refure to masturbation you should get shot for ya alert exageration** wit my expert imagination, i convert agitation into a perverted facination, like inverted procrastination*** Dont get murderd, ill smash ya face in... lol... it was fun, i was bored... :rolleyes:"

313 Mizik said: "bang bang claims to be a str8 thug but hes gay aint no rappers comin out of UK u lose before you even get to play u cant even get a dj to spin the shit even if u pay and if do get on stage you'll get stomped by a crowed enraged so you duck out and lay and stay the fuck outa the way unless you wanna meet death today an be forgot like a boring yesterday you really need some help cuz i think im better off dissin myself i can handle it - you new to this battle shit an you talentless retaliate and you gonna be handless - how you gonna hold a mic better yet how you gonna throw a fist ina fight split you like a swisha twista ya and re-tie the slice ive lost my mind an this aint the first time - it happend twice nothing you could come up wit would ever be half as nice you know nothin' bout slice'n wit guns and clappin wit knives oh shit its backwards and bent like bang bangs mom after an event of mine come back but make sure when you write rhyme to plz - spend some time"

313 Mizik said: "look at you rappin bout computers and cartoon movies what the fuck that suppose to do to me u little poodle ima perfect artist while u only doodle - stupid shoot at you while you hoopin - hittin a triple double while you trip n hit the rubble even ya basketball's fake its made of rubber you need another style whore - go buy one - its on isle 4 you straight out a grocery store - i'll leave ya gore all over the front door want more? heres a life time supply still feed it to you even after you die you a guy? why - you wearin stilleto's - UK aint got no ghetto's you got punk rockers - fuck off cuz yall suck as hip-hoppers"

313 Mizik said: "jay u need to walk away - your talk is fake like your chain just pocket it - ya mouth needs to be closed - wit a sock in it you aint never been on stage - havin a place rock ya shit detroit - southwest side - where i reside - come here an try to rhyme you cheaply made - like everything in new zealand every emcee will eat you alive - even the weak ones - an i aint lyin we dont speak fibs - we mob deep an squash soft clicks you need to be like the rest of ya peeps an stick ta mosh pits unfuckin-touchable - right son? - like ya cd's - cuz you aint got one rap?- welcome to my house - come get erased like words under white-out and make- you look like ya notebook pages - jus blank pieces of paper"

313 Mizik said: "im sorry - no one wants to hear a foriegn accent old borin wack shit - stupid bastads -get wrapped up in plastic faster than you can even think of battlin im from detroit -we mastered all this rappin shit we made it on the map - where the fuck is famous UK rappers at i aint ever heard any mc claim that place on any track ya'll aint got no cd's on any record store rap section racks go ahead come back - give it ya best only time we see brits in the D's is tha techno fest n we just sell ya drugs -man- where the hell all ya thugs at fuck that - dont believe these dum-dums who call there mom-mum-drop a bomb off on 'um im threw wit you - excuse usin - used up -gettin fucked wit lube a whole tube -style chewin-go dance to trance -clown music get threw down to the ground and catcha round you know how d-town do it you not ready for this lyrical fighter - ignite my lighter and set fire to your attire til your entirely burnt send you into early retirement wit your eyelids ironed on to your shirt skin melted -and smelted in wit the mesh -a human mess every time you move you losin flesh u think u can win a real battle - you lose in threads"

CHINO said: "weapon of mass destruction tucked in my skulls dome follow the footsteps in the sands of time and find my way home life without a god, steppin with barred weapons and scars tattooed tears reppin the colors hard on mine and your block a soul without fears roll with a chosen few rolled in blue and dipped in black or grey fingers twisted up at foes while for our souls the streets'll pray hoping that one day we'll stop the stabbings and gun play but til the ends of our time the living we know is only one way..."

CHINO said: "Dismember Ya Corpse With Lines Striking With Force Get The Lime Light And Get Tossed Out The Back Of A Porsche It's Senseless... I Meant This When I Said Before So Fuck The Earth Aint Shit On This Bitch Worth Living For So Fuck Ya Birth Fuck You If You Think I'm Saying This Shit In Jest And If You Got A Problem With Me I'll Fuck You With 2 In Ya Chest Or Aim For Ya Face And Fuck Ya Vest, I Need Aim When I Spray M11's..yes!! I'm On That Sick Shit Again Leaves Lives Twisted And Bent, Again I Said I Meant-it I'm A Tortured Soul That's Been Release To Heat The Streets With Dreams That's Demented I'm Cemented In The Game None You Niggas Can Really Move Me.. I'll Leave You Covered In Blood Like Cary In Her Scary Movie... Keep It Plain N Simple Leave Dimples In Ya Brain N Temple... Instrumentals Let Me Flame And Burn On You Feeble Fools It's Simple.. Again I'm Digestin This Sadistic Shit Have Of You Supposibly Gifted Kids Couldn't Swallow... And Guess What I Had For Breakfast, Some Buck Shot, Two Hand Gernades And 2 Clips Full Of Hollows... Follow My Lead As I Walk The Path That Would Seem To Be To Heavans Gate... But I'm On The Fast Lane In Hells Movie On The Highway With Triple 6's On The Plate..."

CHINO said: "colombine massacres blastin past these faggots cause... immaculate scripts tackle a bitch, the outcome's disasterous... venom to the prey injectin ya veins with a deadly dosage... infectin ya brain, leave you in a zombie state, lyrical hypnosis... chin check niggas who speak loud like muhammad ali aka casius clay... ratchets spray turn ya to liquid plasma and desaturate ya flesh tones... or body shot's can land and do more than fracture ya chest bones... bka ya chest plate, niggas who test fate usually end up as ashes in a jar... so keep the pump like you was tru, or sniper rife's to blast these faggots from afar... blah!"

CHINO said: "path of the wreckless one check the story that I recite fell in to a thugs life, rejected everything that seemed right collected my thoughts spread about in pieces like a puzzle realized these streets I follow will only lead me to trouble now tryna find my way back and try to retract the years past I should've seen the failure then to late to react the tears splash drops hit the concrete and disassemble, puddles of salty water spread envision the future only seeing visions of me dead for the life I've led up to this point I've never seen the havoc and the chaos brought about by me and my decisions, how I'm livin the mental prison now I'm almost out get a grip on reality fatalities could be and the end of the path that I lead a path of narcotic posessions, totin heavy weapons posessed with greed my vision clear now tell the devil there's no fear now, I'm free from his grip and just when I felt I was holding hands with angels their sweaty palms slipped..."

CHINO said: "position in the game is heavy ready to attack the foes with graphical lyricism close up the notebook and slap them hos that's a fight with words written on a page of lines in a rhyme book "fuck you faggot niggas" is fightin words written in the time took... to actually smack a bitch react like this was UFC and bare knuckle these chumps bars bruise like when belt buckles hit, leave niggas with welts n lumps the 82 invader spittin game like kids who be blowin in they sega tapes react like nate dogg and warren G hit these beats then I regulate"

Kafka said: "People tell me my style is "def" like we in eight~y~three I'll snap the switch on your J~V~C, so don't play~me~gee You might may~be~see a play~or~three emerge from~the~deep I'll run~the~seat of Rap and have posses jump~and~leap Quick like a tree~leap~frog I'm knee~deep~,dog With bom~bard~ment or arma~ma~ments, or "Funkadelic-Par~lia~ments MC's have been on~me, but they zomb~ies, long been~dead The G-O-A-T, but not 'cause of hair on my chin's~edge Fuck that, oops, I mean snap~that, roll up your sleeves to slap~back You're taking a long hike without the back~pack Or knap~sack, try to cap~that, and I'ma hurl~harder The Earl~Father, you can't jap~that, this isn't Pearl~Harbor But I sure~scarred ya, 'cause I'll~fight~and~I'll~wreck~one So whoever want it now, I'll pass lime~light~to~the~next~one"

Specter said: "well i noticed we didnt have one of these.... Just freestyle"keystyle" [B]about..WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU WANT[/B] no limits in bars...doesnt even have to make sense....just key it up and fucking get it crackin"

Specter said: "RABBA RABBA RABBA just Babbllin wak raps pulled outta the Ass like Rabbit hat Majic Tricks Stabbin Kids with Akademik Acrobatik Metaphorical Strategies Fuckin Destroy the Earth with my GREEN THUMB puff enough weed to Fill three lungs im Disgustin i Feed Nuns a Priests Guts ad Laugh as i eat a Steak made of ur Knees son!!! i Stand out Like Fat cats at buffets u think ur better?..ill give u a Tap on the back and fuck you type Horraay!... bring the Drama Slow crack on ur hole family wit some Mama Jokes and make ur Grandma Choke... on her Pills for Als heimers or How Ever You Spelll it and feed the Bitch candy..and shes diabetic wait thats Pathetic it doesnt Rhyme For shit but i got Time To SPlit ima just say this....[B]FUCK KRUCIAL[/B] when i type this bitch why did i collab oh my bad?...i used to Drink Alot and if u think about it u fucking Slut!... after the Verse u couldnt get off my Fucking Nutz Talkin bout..u read it 5 times...pff.t..come on homie get a life GUY just Jump off a Cliff and Let the Mic Fly Right By... ur Right Eye..into My Palm like im usin The Force abusin ya Corpse with a Fuse thattll scorch ur holw Front porch then piss on ur Dog wit no Remorse cuz im Typing Non Stop i Rock Drops on u till ur life doesnt Tick like a Stop watch Timin the Rhymin type of intelligence jay is gonna tell my to stop writin but thats Irrelevant im just waiting on these Ten Minutes damn i really wanna put on another song before i get Sickness and Start to Die...cuz with out Hip-hop i cant live i aint gonna lie.. ok time to get back in Action Smashin raps wit decapitation straight japanese and Hitler assassinations run up in ur House with a Grenade in my mouth let it Explode and watch my head reappear watch it Grown like some fuckin Men in black i Sever cats wit Clever raps...but only when i put on my thinking Cap aight jacK?.."

Hazazel said: "destiny moves wit an ironic twist the ganja piff causes this demonic spit to make your nerves pop and twitch i pop a snitch and destroy his synapse abandonded my violence but im feelin a relapse watch you collapse from the weight of these lines that cause more terror the copycats for columbine this world is mine like tony so come test me cuz im the first cat to do a drive by on a JET-SKI"

sledge said: "droppin more lines on bars than fiends escapin prison deep hip hop to fill your vacant vision, plus flagrant dissin amazin spitten, the weight is shiftin, the place its driftin shakes the living, tectonic plates im breakin, like greeks on skates waiting god of war, applaudin thor, my abhorrence seeps the torrents deep, commitiin sin while mormons sleep puttin more punches to grills than george foreman beefs this is a warning chief, i was born to creep in the deepest recesses of ya mind, sledge- he blesses each time with flows effervescant they shine, toil and labour from teh fetal position uncoils teh saviour, a snake in disguise here to spoil and slay the weak and decrepid, i speak and direct hits at any and all, many will fall, u can condemn me or brawl teh decision is yours- incisions are pure, i'll be sick til my death- only living for cures wont give in to lures, is there any part of rap they didnt obscure got me red mistin, if u cant stand the heat get outta sledge kitchen heads splitten, hhw keystyle to counteract bn fed writtens i came expectin pussies..but u fags want me to dread kittens anticipatin the next vet flinchin when we find out teh text bitten u left shrinkin, thinkin you can be ghost and we'll be friendly like casper did after this, u bastard kids need to step back a bit, i laugh at it all these faggots attackin with half ass wack rappin scripts that aint a key u need to drop faster kid, non stop this track i did while most of ur raps are like half finished audios- u aint fuckin mastered it!!!"

sledge said: "hungry hungry hippos snap snap snappin their jaws its a sharks tale way your swingin and smashin your paws bashin and crashin amassin flaws, cuttin and sewin passing the saws, threads stuck to the back of a dog attackin a slob with two turnatables and a microphone i burn stables when the asses might go home typin poems, in my zone, droppin like sky divers slappin skins hittin high fivers, makin mad money for the easter bunny- cut that fuckin rabbits head off and piss in its throat, wheres my egg you bitch. get it- GO blam blam blam goes the artillery cannon i got more bills than hilarys shaggin, draggin bodies to pits and eating the flesh, monday to fry but the weekend is best to cook skulls and beat them to death ahahahahahha..laugh out loud, but do you ever who you - never, boom and pow as i shut em down shut em down shut em down shut em shut em down boom and pow butter from a cow, ow and ouch fuck a pussy on a sofa til u hear a miaow from couch master spitter, basterd shitter, hafta hit ya, sorry but most of u fags are bitter coz u dont sparkle even if u walked in teh path of glitter yeah, hes a queer, is jesus near coz i got stigmata steal his lada, robes from prada, beard tinted and quiffed minty is this, spoardics mum is stinky like fish unlike fifty did spot the bitch is more than a little bit tone def hinted with gifts, hit knees with bricks and pull an ear lobe loose, master with flows- check what i pro-juice, ho ho ho- you've got a nob in your face, rocking your spce hipidy hoppin girates, shawshank redemption breakin you in bitch and robbin ya waist, poppin that cherry, gobblin it merry, lalalalallallalalaa gone mad, gone very, hate hanson so i aint swaddled in helle BURP! excuse moi sil vous plait, til the day u get skills that pay stay the fuck outta my grill ok my beef is phat like a ravenous beasties, stabbin ya feeties, use th emost played out line to make and see bow down faggot and kiss defeat..ahahahha..wackness if u read this far, u a sad git, my pen has ablack tip a black nib, now im jus writin wack shit well wacker and wacker, im michale jacksons opposite jus keepi gettin blacker and blacker, i hate animals- especially south american ones they seem to be stupid, irrelevant n dum almsot done, or maybe begun, run run gingerbread man i see flames everyday- on my ginger head man damn, plan, ham, stan, hand, clam- case clsoed locked tight- i hate beefin w/ u dickridin chickens i just dont like cock fights, u say please stop- might might not tho, u still reading this, hahahah im so cold u aint feelin this, more played lines, ure needin it heedin it, split ya wig, hairline fractures receding quick beating a crip, piss on a blood like a err bleeding dick oh no now the gangstas gonna get at me, but i kill those fags like versaci, blast thee ghastly, three little pigs a big bad wolf and a wack key makes a pointless read u can debate for days hate and say my god that rhyme was just like half of hhw A FUCKING WASTE OF SPACE! hahahahhahahah"

UGLM said: "[b]lol i was gonna make one of these but was too lazy...nice job stealing my idea spec :mad:... I walk a long dusty road that i've grown so accustomed to/ walking with a Jug of Moonshine, codeine and robittusin, dude/ mixed with a...2 liter of sprite that keeps me reachin new heights/ so these words you read that I write come easy and tight.../[/b]"

bang bang said: "fix u up ill pick up tha drill and shit/ u rap like a removed tooth/ i aint feelin it/ beat this bitch/ before he sees tha script/ cant u see u cant beat tha britz/ we made u/ so u can eat a dick/ while i make some leafs to splifs/ meat tha shit/ packin my leaves in bricks/ some call it weatabix/ so i heat tha sig/ (ciggeret) but these tha ones smoked when i need a lift/ high like jeff, matt and lita did/ fly coz im super/ yup a drug user/ and for me smokin this shits like a high risk monoover/ BUT no jus coz i take it dont say "hes a crip"/ jackin while im rappin so do u need a lift/ then beat ya bitch/ and when she peeps my dick/ ill leave her teeth like some beevers is/ and IN THA END u face like somone kneed ya bits/ /\/\/\/\ i donno what i jsu wrote BUT I DID IT!! :D"

bang bang said: "u fell off/ like body parts when u fight hta dead/ i aint seen a specter/ but i like this thread/ ill by it more them some nikey heads/ straight of a costom web site and net/ i got a prize out eggz/ life or death/ will it be a bomb if i jus crack if open/ like rastas smokin/ im keepin my head a lil high/ what if tha bastard blows up/ bitch its a egg jus keep ur thoughts out/ i cracked it and there was no sound/ then it went BANG!! and i was so proud/ it said my name/ instead of joe brown/ kicked my hoes out/ hit my toes ouCH!/ i donno but im thinkin this is too good for me/ so read it coz i know its free/ like i submarine u jus beep and sink/ runnin quick like u need a drink/ damn i wish i knew everythin about everythin/ i sed it stinks/ coz i dont wana waste my pennys in/ tha bullshit tuition that my teacher said/ beat her dead/ what happend to tha beefin thread/ i might wanna tkae my fat ass in there/ coz i forgot about it/ like trevor sinclair/ has he hit death/ or is still wid hair/ he must be old aint seen him play football for time/ fuck these footballin rhymes/ fuck ballin wid nines/ i aint into that shit/ COZ I 'DONT' blast shit/ ask him/ im jus straight up rapping/ and i know who killed pac/ keep u entertained/ my shit aint loosein spark/ who this nark/ if anythin i didnt choose to start/ its in my blood like them old skool blue from heart/ and we learing about that shit from skool/ wid tha tools/ ill start gettin into skool/ and plz my mum/ so she dont say die son/ oh yea every day tha simpsons come on skyone/ but we cut tha digi box and sold it for shit/ some tha wires still kept wid tha dish/ its ment to be shit/ but tha money could be spent on a bitch/ barely made it to live/ and these rappers packed wid tha shit/ ill jus give my stuff to tha poor and live on/ stick on a simpson and start liein like richard nixson/ i dono what he lyed about but its said in my kitchen/ a notice board wid my homeword all fixed on/ straight freestyling/ its me rhymein/ llike freetyling/ u bound to fall off/ but ill be on top even if tha sound was all off/ damn sledge i actually read ur bullshit ur dropped/ that shit was hot/ NOT! like poetry i change to hip and hop/ feel my drop/ extra effect coz im bord to death/ saw 2/ ill saw ya neck/ and put u in ur own level/ coz ur head made ur neck look like u was tha best/ but several/ emcees better than u/ ur mum still left at tha zoo/ oh wait tha farm coz when we had sex she went moo/ and i dont know if all this is okay wid religion/ in gwantanomobay or in prison/ they dont even listen/ and ur not allowed to pray/ i saw this program/ where they made a brother a slave/ makin fun when he prays/ stuck in his place/ it was a lil tight room/ but was open/ netted fence and tha stuff was broken/ facein tha sun/ he woke up and rose up/ no love/ they dissed him and voice was all froze up/ he didnt know but then tha eagal would load up/ and it pointed his head/ which pointed to death/ he started holding his breathe/ hopin he would die before they gun shot/ most then aint lucky/ AND THIS ONES NOT/ tha suns hot and hits body jus lie there/ his soul rose and then god said "well hi there""

bang bang said: "this only a chypher/ so no mathc matters/ no rappers in uk/ wheres tha rap atlas/ u need to know ur shit before u proove ur shit/ litteraly loose ur bitch/ coz she nude and striped/ but i wont go into more detail coz jus moved on/ ur ranks below ass/ call u a loose thong/ goes onto media playa and starts to choose song/ u wrong/ non ur shit adds up but im jimmy newtron/ fuck knows im jus makin shit up/ if u dont like it then jus try and hit up/ dude u belong in tha prooving groundz/ loose a ounce/ ur audios sound better whne u loose tha sound/"

bang bang said: "smokin pounds of green/ bitches loudly screem/ but it dont look any different around ya team/ tha same sound it seams/ and focus is back/ a lot of us rap/ but where tha fuck was this cat/ i heard he got shot and what not/ alots fucked mcs jus get in a mix up/ fix up this shit and leave sociaty ripped up/ coz aint nothin gonna change with out sacrivise/ to make tecnology a lot had to die/ i mean in tha 3rd world coz its like a differnet planet/ damn it/ some have it good while rappin hood/ but they aint gonna get as far they need/ too far for tha greed/ jus a fartehr of seeds/ provide ur shit and helf another/ but u keep ur shit coz u selfish brotehr/ and im listenin to focus wid his neck of diomand/ set tha time up/ 2 shots and u left to die cuz/ this nine busts and tha rest i gun talk/ coz i heard u got shot while u high like some hawk/ I DONNO lol"

bang bang said: "i cant see a think/ my cats sleepin infornt of tha screen/ its stomoch jumps when it breathes/ it tryna jump to my seet/ i jump to tha beat/ and outta no where im in a trance/ got ganja in my blood and im about to dance/ aint allowed this chance/ to get up and hit tha ceeling/ im so high its a krazy feeling/ and nearly air sick but breathing/ hope i dont die/ aint gonna choke when i write/ coz this iant 8 mile/ call me ali coz i got great style/ wid rhymebooks my desk spaces filed/ head spinnin like a safe dial/ oh yea jay u heard to next film/ its a remake of exorsict damn that head spinnin moves ill/ skool kills and my holidays gonna finish/ what these bitches/ what tha british/ eat burgers and say innit/ i got my brain workin/ like eating brain spinish/ theres no ace in this/ tha pack of cards is lifted/ im a king u a joker/ not thats smart buisness/ i pack more heat then sweaters/ im raw/ but its like if i got beef wid leatha/ (face) ronin it/ scary movie one is shit/ i think ill wathc tv/ whats on? something is/ i cant be asked to rhyme/ 1.15 am thats tha time/ and i know tha us's fat ass is behind/ lol JOKE :D"

WAX said: "smashin the cypher,typin fast irritatedin yall baby ass rappers like diper rash my mind aint high on plants, but these be sum idle hands wax the black sheep of the pack, silence lambs"

Casual1 said: "im [B]Fuckin Trippin[/B]..im ..im as Gentle as A Savage like Hitler Showin up To Temple on the Sabbath Like Peace and Serenity had just met up with Rabid A Fuckin Wild Dog gettin Chased by a pack of Rabbits a Vegetarian Killing Kids To Feed my Family A fuckin Mute Kid that keeps on Speaking Gradually"

Casual1 said: "haha..hey i wanted to do it earlier to..but aswell was to lazy haha Definin the Ill Postin Bullshit in a Cyph just to Hieghten my Skill words with the Might of a Shield mind Sharper then the Knife that i Wield Carryin Cary Type Catastrophys Shapin Sharpy words to Write on Wack Emcees I escaped From the Palms OF Zues so now hes After ME but i Popped out a Cloud Throw a Couple Punches and Smashed his Beak"

Paper_Soulja said: "even tho it's a Certantiy, ya Sternum Bleeds, and that I leave ya in da Emergency cuz I Cleave n Stick with a Heated Tip and it Seeks da Tricks, and leaves ya in much need of immediate treament cuz i hit wit da speed of Sneezin, cuz when i flick i Heave bricks that leave dents.. and my hits emit much more then decent, so if i punch this Herb it'll do more then leave him Teethless Grief in da Sea, weeds or Cement, you get stuck like Seamen your Looks Seem Tense, as you Flee Death i Took a Tenth of this Deewbs Flesh,"

JHULLCHECKSTATZ said: "[I] Aiy0 its time I stand up, fuck these rappers... I don't see any artists, just a bunch of tongue flappers... I don't even try my hardest, but rap regardless... I'm tha best wit success n' I only makin progress... See you dumb dumby's done being done over... Ya heads not right, its like ya never sober... I'm hella colder, while burnin up tracks... While ya'll fuckin act n' ya rhymes just slack... I'm tha fuckin mack so I toot my horn like sax... Make kats think I like em' then give em tha axe... My words attack, make an impact n' thats just tha facts... Thats tha truth... I sit back, relax n' all I do is sleuth... I'll leave ya in a bad situation, like Colin Ferrel in tha booth... Cause I'm sick of all this nonsence comin from tha youth... They feel its funny yo disrespect... But their uneducated, what tha fuck you expect... I detect rejects then come correct-they get wrecked... I can't help it that I got a willful neglect... My perfect projects protect tha verses you check... All my lines are flawless... I'm livin law-less snatchin up boards like Ben Wallace... You could call it, being a leader... Or you could sit back n' hate, just being a reader... Being a dooshbag, being a hater... Givin out tips like customers to waiters... You ain't no fuckin rhyme creator... I'll be that dictator slash translator... N' I'm JayHUll Checkstatz, no one's greater... I'm tha one n' only Hip Hop vindicator... Goin on n' on my raps don't need to always follow a code... When I came into this game I broke tha mode... Formed like clay to mold into someone bold... Been doin this shit since I was fourteen years old... I don't care bout platinum, silver or gold... Just stayin true to myself n' slowly unfold... I'm tha Rap Deniro, tha Hip Hop Shaq... Buildin up on you bums like gums wit plaque... Remaining distant from those shady individuals... Even though myself is a sick verbal criminal...[/I]"