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some good ones! keep em comin. just got home from work, here's my next one....
oh man, wtf? i bust the smooth groovin ryhmes and get called a rook?
Bones needs a dictionary?
shit i was born in east l.a. and i don't need no stinking book
y'all are silly, can't come up with nothin original?
those 2-bit three & four letter rhyes of yours are just plain gimmical
wanna rap with my flavah gotta learn to be more whimsical
bones talked earlier 'bout me droppin names
only thing i'm droppin are lyrical bombs in these word games
ya keep comin back trying to prove something to this society
dont know why
you'll just get knocked out
boys you should just stop fightin me
good thing none of ya rap for a living cuz ya couldn't make a dime
might as well just shut up, better off impersonatin a mime
so get in your bling bling ride of a public bus and pick up a transfer
move on to someone else before you're ripped to shreads like you got cancer.
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