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Hydrog3n:
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You lost against kinetic,1--2
--3, it ended so quick like wrestling,so you see?? ,you can't battle chemistry,nor Hydrog3n

Since i got time to kill,
I've been on a killing spree,like missionaries,am spreading Bullet-in , An escape is inevitable like hell,Am every where,..,..,like M-T-N .Not save in any Embassies, Even Christ knows, am your Rhapsody of Realities

Go on pastor,preach pastor,tell them pastor,when I rap,scream that loud,Who did that,, Hydrogen O-----My----God

If not ,Whiz disrespect,will respell his name ,like in spelling bee,cos if he Honey,he won't Dear to catch ma Beef

Locate where he reside,
make his death look like a suicide,Scorpions,ant,termite, make him eat that, open his mouth ,put some insect inside,cos all I need to kill Whiz is insecticide

Been killing thugs, i never rest, i never tire, been spinning deck,faster than the rest, and a tire,running from me means,you gone die exhausted ,and tired

Whiz an expensive joke,no ones buying ,his rap is a joke, no ones laughing

He wack,like the fûcker Mr Fâg,sorry, Mr Kang, He's degrading rap is an Apology not worth accepting

Your mama been dey wait for months make I drop ba? Lmfao!

Adanna86:
We all make mistakes like a movie with retakes, need retail therapy for leisure sakes, just to ease the pain that aches...

Heart race at stakes takes place, burn winches flames that taints, bitter taste that wastes club ace, with spiteful tongues that lash the traits...

Keep it moving Ada with the times, alobams read between the lines, alusi strength abi Igbo shrines, Amadioha pikin no need to cry...

Shine eyes wella no need to weep, Ihe na ato uto na egbu egbu so to speak, better soup na moni kill am oo flavor treats, can make the body want to creep...

Rather sleep with cousin death, blow that pipe with crystal meth, coz jogodo can fill the breath and erase qualms the brain has left...

We reap what we sow, rather good or bad that molds, can impact young and old, be mbe wise with stories told...

I dey vex I dey para, I dey phuck up I dey shudder, at the words my mouth has uttered, I b baddo babe play in gutter...

But my heart never stutters to tell the truth some fear wahala, coz it word to yo mutha, Ada a bad motherphucker...

This is straight fiyah, dear; top-notch stuff.

illoQuenz:
#MyRhymeBook
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Savour the mind of a sage with the ability of squeezing life in a page
Yet go berserk and murk a jerk, wielding a knife in a rage
My pen be lacing with immaculate grace, tell of a race
Tell of a broken predicate felon yielding to life in da cage
Rappers be cracking me up tryin' ta gauge
My ingenuity, scheming in unity, watch me lyrically light it on stage
Need I mention the shitty pattern is played?
Oozing futility, even in your little community, Illoquenz be the rave
Uplifting spirits, convincing these critics with infinite lyrics while sipping Guinness
Dismissing you gimmicks, y'all frauds ain't bout the bi'ness
I brings the realness, soft MC's can't XL in my presence
My witty penmanship taking the game back to the very essence
It's like the premiership filled with frills, intrigues and thrills
Kicking the skill at will with Shakespearean quill
This sh*t is regal y'all, it's legal to call me Your Highness
So ditch the spanners and grab your cameras to catch the finest
Yet another rhyme, blow your mind, knowledge I flow sublime
Masterpieces I releases praised in distant climes
Savvy youth out for loot, I might enlist in crimes
Rather raze the booth, imprint my foot upon the sands of time
Spit eternal verses that reverse infernal curses
Clauses revered like statues in Catholic churches
The gems I drop be nurses that care for this art that's dying
Like material lasses catching hearses while thirsting for purses
You claim you rhyming? You barely exhausting the surface
You lusting to purchase, I spit fire, you get tossed in the furnace
Solemn meditations back in my teens
My team gleamed with bigger dreams than aspirations of Christopher Wallace
Ancient Greece will prolly revel in this salient piece
I grip the pen and shake the heavens, this rebel is lawless
So don't be bothered if this brother be preaching defiance
Ditch ye the spanners and grab all your cameras to catch the finest
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~IQ

Illest piece in this b!tch in quite a while...

#MyRhymeBook
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Savour the mind of a sage with the ability of squeezing life in a page
Yet go berserk and murk a jerk, wielding a knife in a rage
My pen be lacing with immaculate grace, tell of a race
Tell of a broken predicate felon yielding to life in da cage
Rappers be cracking me up tryin' ta gauge
My ingenuity, scheming in unity, watch me lyrically light it on stage
Need I mention the shitty pattern is played?
Oozing futility, even in your little community, Illoquenz be the rave
Uplifting spirits, convincing these critics with infinite lyrics while sipping Guinness
Dismissing you gimmicks, y'all frauds ain't bout the bi'ness
I brings the realness, soft MC's can't XL in my presence
My witty penmanship taking the game back to the very essence
It's like the premiership filled with frills, intrigues and thrills
Kicking the skill at will with Shakespearean quill
This sh*t is regal y'all, it's legal to call me Your Highness
So ditch the spanners and grab your cameras to catch the finest
Yet another rhyme, blow your mind, knowledge I flow sublime
Masterpieces I releases praised in distant climes
Savvy youth out for loot, I might enlist in crimes
Rather raze the booth, imprint my foot upon the sands of time
Spit eternal verses that reverse infernal curses
Clauses revered like statues in Catholic churches
The gems I drop be nurses that care for this art that's dying
Like material lasses catching hearses while thirsting for purses
You claim you rhyming? You barely exhausting the surface
You lusting to purchase, I spit fire, you get tossed in the furnace
Solemn meditations back in my teens
My team gleamed with bigger dreams than aspirations of Christopher Wallace
Ancient Greece will prolly revel in this salient piece
I grip the pen and shake the heavens, this rebel is lawless
So don't be bothered if this brother be preaching defiance
Ditch ye the spanners and grab all your cameras to catch the finest
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~IQ

Dotwillis1:
no I remind yhu of yhur Mum's

Lol wack mofo, say something else; quit tryin' to feed off your coup de grace.

Dotwillis1:
let's see wah yhu capable of biatch and quit ranting like a cliit giving sounds

Lmao, you remind me of your sister's hymen. Go figure...

Many a mediocre verse up in this b*tch, smh. Step you pen game up, fuckaz!

Subconscious:
Constant contradiction they want triumph over ugliness
Humans pledge me like am mind control ...reminded Rebel of loveliness
Computer rage got him off edge ...Ishilove with false character
Joseph didn't hold court ..expressing ass licking on register
The microphone a big end ....time is chaotic
Beautiful piece faded away all by pushed robotic
Dramas winds every section ....few open-minded assembles
Creating a perfect path ...like me Gandhi resembles
Ego burst wont let Mikus soil the name of Modenine
Perspective be blind to blacks if we talked human line
The factual truth is the symbol of my family tree
No faking theories...I heal mankind all for free
They can smell my intentions wanting a stability in cyphers
Rappers are bad liars ...who prosecutes lame writers ?
We all Jacobs with early plans ...seniority a fiction
I see truth in the moon ...y'all killing rap with fake diction
Am I scared to dare Ibime ...fact is am a god looked upon
Distinguish who claims kingship after the dawn
Trumpet sounds ...peace comes on those who wants no price
Never entice me with verses up for sacrifice....awful nice?
Y'all keep speaking evil on my soul using italic symbols
Am mic electrified seeing evils ...my mind's eye receives signals
Ask about me ....A visible influence known to man before genesis
My other half caught up in Buddhist wisdom premises

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I heard you're uglier than an autistic Bance look-alike, you prolly need that triumph more.

Subconscious:
Constant contradiction they want triumph over ugliness
Humans pledge me like am mind control ...reminded Rebel of loveliness
Computer rage got him off edge ...Ishilove with false character
Joseph didn't hold court ..expressing ass licking on register
The microphone a big end ....time is chaotic
Beautiful piece faded away all by pushed robotic
Dramas winds every section ....few open-minded assembles
Creating a perfect path ...like me Gandhi resembles
Ego burst wont let Mikus soil the name of Modenine
Perspective be blind to blacks if we talked human line
The factual truth is the symbol of my family tree
No faking theories...I heal mankind all for free
They can smell my intentions wanting a stability in cyphers
Rappers are bad liars ...who prosecutes lame writers ?
We all Jacobs with early plans ...seniority a fiction
I see truth in the moon ...y'all killing rap with fake diction
Am I scared to dare Ibime ...fact is am a god looked upon
Distinguish who claims kingship after the dawn
Trumpet sounds ...peace comes on those who wants no price
Never entice me with verses up for sacrifice....awful nice?
Y'all keep speaking evil on my soul using italic symbols
Am mic electrified seeing evils ...my mind's eye receives signals
Ask about me ....A visible influence known to man before genesis
My other half caught up in Buddhist wisdom premises

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I heard you're uglier than an autistic Bance look-alike, you prolly need that triumph more.

optimus106:
you SLAVE!!!

How ironic, coming from a slave to a page in my rhymebook.

HMZi:
hit a nerve!!...hahaha..
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.oya take.

Lol oya no vex; I no know say u be love doctor. Welcome to the arena of gladiators, even though I don't see too many around, lol.

HMZi:
Keep missing the old times loser,new vibes on deck/....
Oldways pave 4 the new..
You were a king,till i put u on check/.....
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...to d dude above...

You couldn't undo the straps of my sandals. Hell, you ain't even worthy to be a subject in my kingdom, fukah!

PhaseOne:
The gems he releasing/ in-depth lyricism/ Leaves you lost in bars like an inept teen in prison/ High stakes on Phase, the bets keep increasing/ Wordplay for days, these lames stay bed-ridden/
Mental bleeding on the page/ lyrical haemorrhage/ Wars waged/ for daily wage/ cynical ghetto sage/ Criminal rebel ways/ yet minimal lethal raids/ Strategize/ cheddar rise/ real-nigga enterprise/
Without a vest, I meddle in dirt/ test my mettle and get/ Left to see Nate like those embezzling cheques/ I'm on my grind son lest I'm settling debts/ Mic's my bride/ we abide/ in sizzling sex/
Articulate lines impregnate minds/ Real heads recognize though in separate climes/ Wack niggaz boutta see they flow end like sea shores/ I'm leaving 'em with full blown nerves, seizures!//

Gotdayuuum!

optimus106:
And you are

Your LORD and PERSONAL SAVIOUR

optimus106:
And you are

Your LORD and PERSONAL SAVIOUR

95% of y'all ain't got 1/2 the skill. Do the math and find out where you belong.

Justdulla:
Illoquent WARNING SHOT

I’m a twisted minded wicked hybrid of a dragon and devil
My hell’s army causes dead bodies, our actions cause peril

Chance is narrow that you’ll miss our ammo so quit actin smartly
Cuz you would still get attacked by killers hooded and masked like jabbawockeez

Before your senses impels this degen propels and ur scream is pacified
Burn evidense in hell and tension has fell, but my knife aint satisfied

I’m takin any bitches with so many disses, it’ll be too strong to calibrate
My killen trick is spitten sick makin me the biggest risk that rappers take

My cutthroat approach promotes world wide bedlum
After I sabotage, my fangs and claws engorges your body with venom

What’s most graceful is the bloody Old Faithful is a beauty fountain
It’s ridiculous how I have no weaknesses and the world’s losing thousands

And my desert eagle’s very lethal when it comes to gettin u smoked and shot
It aims so thorough which makes your torso designed with bullet wound polkadots

When i spit hell turns cold and i melt the poles, u better be the quikest to run
Cuz if I go slay tonight I’ll make you die with the knowledge that i’m the most twisted one......

www.nairaland.com/justdulla

Lol, leet me serve you someething a laced eons ago:
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Defiant demeanour, unwavering vigour
Debonair, status rare, your whole steelo is meagre
This rigorous nigga (me) make them decimals pile
These frivolous cat (you)? Infinitesimal style
Illing with thoughts, steady dishing retorts
Claim your da illest with guts, that's intestinal pile
So see a medic cuz your steez ain't authentic
And while you @ it, live your cobbler dreams, son you're destined to shine!!
Blessed in the shrine puffing buddha with dime
We could make it a menage with your shawty in line
Karma Sutra ensue, I'ma split her in two
Mean phallic ministrations, just a candid illustration
That mic priest, y'all just vestment for laundry
Means I take y'all to the cleaners, nigga all and sundry
Aww, you wondering? Rest assured McMaddy can
I slays cats en masse ... feline rituals in da Vatican!!
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~IQ
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Get your writing crew, and they dopest rhymes, you still ain't matching one line of mine.

LOL, I'M BETTER THAN ALL Y'ALL MEDIOCRES...
The verses are proof, read 'em or y'all illiterate now?! :v
Plus ask y'all Lord & personal Saviour, Ibime, about PhaseOne, I bet he gon' attest to the excellence.
Y'all please get more in number cuz
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"I slays cats en masse ... feline rituals in da vatican!!"
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That'll prolly go over your heads like a bulimic on a seesaw, lol.
Have a miserable morning fuckerz...

GIYAZZ:
Correct one, bro. I would like to add you to my WhatsApp campaign group for necessary infos on how to go about this. Please send me your number here: Giyazmusic@yahoo.com

Thanks

Lol, my son has come of age.

LorDBolton:
Lols predictable...
Run along fam.

Hey fucker, you really want a battle? All you gotta do is say that and we game.

Justdulla:
THE LOSS OF A LOSER (CLIPS FROM MR NAIRALAND 2016 BEEF) LOL
Morning homo , quit hating on real nigg*z, ur flows lacks mositure, ur chapped lips wither/
yo representing homies,! who made yah anattorney? , ur arguement is baseless, NBA debar this phony./
Blaady womanizer, vo¥eur nigga adD1CKted to 1ncest, Your hating on a Mr but ur follower's are Mistress. /
F*ck this sh*t, Diss rap waznt part of tha program, Pageant was for humans, Animals decided to throw Rants//
like kanye, we ave been 'through tha wire', Consulted gods of rap, Sango boy spits Fire/
Retire dude, cos you've just been fired/,,Roy Hogson Wannabe,, Shifting Erri blame to Erik Dier //
I cant forgive you, even my lord wont let me/, I begged him for mercy, but be asked me to sacrifice thee 4 thanksgiving/
/Its Treason, when u step on tha toes of a legit leader/ We approve Executions like Abacha killed KEN SARO WIWA //
Sun Tsu Adage says to be forewarned, is tobe fore armed, u try and mess with me andI would sever your fore ARMS//
like ah feast on your career and 'put u up for sales/',, but ur A bad investment, just like Nigerian AIRWAYS.//
Yah sobbing like a kid cos his' 'GAME' gat dumped in a well/, have no hope homie, cos PATIENCE tears didnt bring back CHIBOK girls.//
My portofolio is Elaborate, your should recognize a BOSS, I look down onto you cos am your 'OGA AT THE TOP' /
/Lemme put down ma pen, for the Record I dont hate you, but ma religion demands u greet a titan by screaming ASSALAMUALAIKUM......

www.nairaland.com/justdulla

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Lol, your rhyme skills are appalling! One has to read a paragraph before seeing your end rhymes. Pls go and learn the art of effortless internal rhyming.
And keep suckin' Reminisce's dick, maybe you'll get a shot in the mainstream that way, lol.

LMAO, too much wackness on here!!

LorDBolton:
Ur raps lack direction, nursery shii lemme show u lyrical perfection
Wack niqqa like u having jigga dreams u ain't even worth licking jiggas rim
Forming hard but I know ur e.rection's weak
Form bad but I know u love being pushed on the swing

Look mama's boy don't stray into this grown man's lane I ain't got brakes for heaven sakes I don't wanna leave u lame.

#are u enlightened?

Lol, now I'm shook. Sorry son, sparring with you is gon' be an utter waste of rhymes; you are not worthy.
#nuffsaid

LorDBolton:
Too many nursery rhymers here

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Lmao
Haters gon' hate; any day you learn to script like this, I'd have been President of Def Jam.
Smh @"nursery rhymes", your mama!

"Even your best is weak/ I show y'all how to rock with correct techniques" ~uMang . "Pay homage, respect/ acknowledge the rep" ~Nas

illoQuenz:
#RageOfTheGutter . . Ffuck sugarcoating, the economy sour Fans in Belfast keep me steadfast having breakfast fourteen hundred hours Hit the shower then I scour my room Grab my nine-millimetre, peep the terror that looms . Been plotting the tower, the corridor holding the power Invade 'em like Bauer, lead showers, I'm finna devour They cower, I'm Che Guevara boutta administer Lethal canister to Mr. Sinister Minister . Enriching his coffers with dollars, impoverishing all us Menage under covers with lovers the age of his daughters Box-cutter in hand, he boutta feel the rage of the gutter Die right where you stand, he stares @ the barrel and stutters . Them heauxs is froze up, security team disposed of Hand of the law ... immunity seems to hold up So I roll up, pistol-whip the freaking bitches Leave 'em needing stitches, son my steelo hold no glitches . They knocked out cold, now I'm left all alone With this old ass crook who been fiddling with his phone I'm lifting the chrome, ready to send this ffucker home Two shots to the dome and one to the abdomen...sirens blowing . Now I'm nervous, Secret Service encircle the perimeter What a dilemma, sh*t is sicker than flicks in cinemas "Devise an escape"...processing thoughts in my cerebral Save a dime for the tape...y'all keep it locked, I got the sequel . ~IQ

#RageOfTheGutter
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Ffuck sugarcoating, the economy sour
Fans in Belfast keep me steadfast having breakfast fourteen hundred hours
Hit the shower then I scour my room
Grab my nine-millimetre, peep the terror that looms
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Been plotting the tower, the corridor holding the power
Invade 'em like Bauer, lead showers, I'm finna devour
They cower, I'm Che Guevara boutta administer
Lethal canister to Mr. Sinister Minister
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Enriching his coffers with dollars, impoverishing all us
Menage under covers with lovers the age of his daughters
Box-cutter in hand, he boutta feel the rage of the gutter
Die right where you stand, he stares @ the barrel and stutters
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Them heauxs is froze up, security team disposed of
Hand of the law ... immunity seems to hold up
So I roll up, pistol-whip the freaking bitches
Leave 'em needing stitches, son my steelo hold no glitches
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They knocked out cold, now I'm left all alone
With this old ass crook who been fiddling with his phone
I'm lifting the chrome, ready to send this ffucker home
Two shots to the dome and one to the abdomen...sirens blowing
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Now I'm nervous, Secret Service encircle the perimeter
What a dilemma, sh*t is sicker than flicks in cinemas
"Devise an escape"...processing thoughts in my cerebral
Save a dime for the tape...y'all keep it locked, I got the sequel
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~IQ

66Kazna99:
That don't sound right. Guy your dick go long o. You be Mandingo

Hahahaha, and the stalking continues. Smh

Y'all already know what I'm about, my game is ever present/
Bars come extra stout, son you chilling with a legend/
Phat metaphors steady up in your face/
Invading your space/ rhyming with imperial grace/
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Leave crime scenes no ... evidential trace/
Incognito be the steelo/ when we pushing pedico/
Trafficking African dope/ fakers they hardly could cope/
Ffuk your gimmicks, bring your lyrics if you're ready to roll/
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I'm breeding goons in the streets/
At the same damn time, ripping tunes with these scripts/
Shawty goes down town cuz it's jewels that he spit/
With a loco motive, train of thoughts leaving crews in the pits/
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Kill your buzz like I beheaded your fans/
Only time I'm bound "to lose", son I'm headed for France/
Know why your lame ass/ can't ball with A-Class?/
It's cuz you more dummy than a mudaphukin faked pass!/
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~IQ

66Kazna99:
Chai I expected you to ignore the knucklehead, you just responded Lolz.

Lol, sorry fam; I couldn't help it.

Hydrog3n:
I was only been kind,the truth your music is trash I only gave you those like you have just to encourage you .
And I decided to quote you since everyone ignored you can you seriously compare this shît to navas mix tape
or dark*navas*lymric
if there's anything I regretted wasting my MB to download this shît even Gladyis track was better
The beat wasn't only off but very old school .If it was so perfect why did every body do jump and pass on your post.
Airmark abeg ban this guy for wasting our hard earned data

I won't dignify that trash with a response. Or better yet, get your jump-and-pass crew to get their heads out they asses and recognise realness. Props to Navas, I felt some of his joints, but flow-wise and bar for bar, dude ain't got shiit on yours truly. And @ your MB, that's what you get for being a regular 10MB merchant, lol.

Hydrog3n:
Motivational track but you could have done better on the instrumental it was kindda of.
Also who was the nigga that rapped with Igbo,Pidgin,English in one LINE

Lmao, you must be mistaken; no Igbo language in the track. And it ain't no motivational shit, lol. It's an open call outto Wack rappers or any rapper thinking shit is sweet. And ain't nothing wrong with the beat, it's perfect. You must have listened to something else. :v

The Real Is Back!!
Another joint off the upcoming project, "Defiance".
Illoquenz - "You Can Get It" ft. Ima'noel & Illgod
http://www.datafilehost.com/d/bdfac4d4
Enjoy..!

#YouCanGeddit
(I'ma post the track on here this week)
M.I bit my lines on the intro of Illegal Music 3
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Rap critics politicking, they itching to listen
Heads be wishing, he bringing what the game is been missing
It's twenty-sixteen yet I'm steady insisting
Ffuck reminiscing, the long-departed realness is risen
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Ffck Reminisce 'n the rest of them cats
That be dissing the mad love we got for the art
Though the mainstream meandres
The microphone remains my holy field like Evander, are you relating?
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While they steady perpetrating with that bullsh*t they making
The game we elevating with pictures we painting
Got Picasso forfeiting the title with no hassle
Lounge in my castle as I evade the Devil's lasso
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Ape off my torso like defeating Burkina Faso
Eagle-style fly, super lyrical high
Still puffing mad la with my criminal ties
Catch the science, embodying full-fledged defiance.
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~IQ
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(Posted this on FB on a freestyle thread about a month ago)

Kazna69:
Did you go first or second verse?

It's me on the first two verses, my homie Ima'Noel holds it down on the closing verse.