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JoeWendell:
update on my blacklist

my blacklist

1- Fluxmind, already dead

2-Kidmonkey, about to die, with multiple bullet holes in the head

3-Souloho19, his burial is next week

4-Hugo lloris, he's still ducking, but he'll end up a dead b-tch

5-Paayne, I'll make him feel real pain very soon

6-Mrkang, the stupid clone, that I will turn to bones

7-Icekid, in the coming weeks, I make him melt quick

8-whiz10, is going to be my easiest win here.

9-Hydrog3n- -I'll break him down with catalase

10-Nastynic, the fool who own a tinydick, I'll dismantle his face without droping a punch.

To be updated

the first shall be the last,
nd the last shall be the first.....










to kill

You wanted to battle?? U would have said "boss i want to learn from u"/ instead u took to noise making like pupils do/

JoeWendell:

I'll shoot you right were you stand/ have the cans emptied on you, with matchetes ripping off your hands/ if you aint satisfied, being handicapped/ I'll bring my blades of deceit, and have your 'Toe loose', in france/

now u've lasted past curfew....i spray shells not perfume..i will level his house with a bang/
punch his father nd ma...crack his skull with a bat...then i chop off his arms...chei! *i don fall im hand!*/

Nines do kick?? I got ten sets of clips,ready to decapitate ur limbs/ if that ain't effective...
I will prolly borrow arsenal's cannon nd shoot u to sleep/

Nines do kick?? I got ten sets of clips,ready to decapitate ur limbs/ if that ain't effective...
I will prolly borrow arsenal's cannon nd shoot u to sleep/

When nic rides,just know guns clap quick/ just a red alert! Niggas should better learn escape tactics/

fluxmind:
Look boy, I been the villain of the cyphers/
Spittin straight fire & I ain't killing em with lighters/
Hommie your verse is lighter, mines stay heavy/
That mean your style like Hydrog3n, shít I call mine Freddy/
I was born ready... to die/
Niggas dread me, they scared for they lives/
Come thru with the machetes & knives/
Or the Desi & fives/
I learned to shoot machine pistols, that's technology/
If you follow along, I'll give you tips from that Tec knowledge G/
You ever hear when that Tec spit?/
I wreck shít that ain't on records like a direct hit/
Thinking its a food fight when I straight shoot/
I hit ya melon with a grape fruit, banana clips, the AK kick hard like I sprayed shoes/
You feeding beans/
Nigguh I feed the fiends/
The feeling's mean when I crush a hommie one & put his ąss deep in the field of dreams/
I jump on a thread, reading what somebody said/
If I lose my mind, I replace it with somebody's head/
I sip that alcohol, then spit like a flamethrower/
Tryna sweep fakes out da hall like the cleaner came over/
I ain't sober till it's game over/
I drive niggas crazy no range rover/
Bítch niggas & fakes, rich niggas with cake, I whip niggas in shape, I'm the cane holder/

respect that shot got stuck in ma head