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  • ΞΛ͒TINDΞΛDBIЯDS

    He scribbles his riddles
    Brain a drum machine with fiddles
    Other MCs sugarspit straight skittles
    Rainbows Roy G its for Giggles

    He doesnt try hard, still belittles
    Watch what happen they spit dry to trickles
    They use sharp tongues to whittle at pickles
    Teeth too brittle, they wanna take a nibble

    Birds got cures for bad cases of wiggles
    Side effects include they still suck but cripples
    Hip hop marketing stay so fickle
    Homophobe rap be like rubbers on nipples

    Thats why he so noncommittal
    Tellem what youll do they sing it like Sibyl
    He spit it like BOO in the middle of they sigil
    Find me like fans and they mans stay vigil

  • WΛ͒ƦƦΞΠǶΛ͒ɎNΞδ

    I too scribble riddles,
    play with words that baffle
    Mind in a maze,
    lost in a verbal battle
    Confusion reigns,
    like a whirlwind inside
    Tangled thoughts,
    can't run, can't hide

    Twist and turn
    Lost in the maze,
    gotta learn
    To unravel the mystery,
    find the key
    In this enigmatic symphony

  • ΞΛ͒TINDΞΛDBIЯDS

    YOU wrote:

    He scribbles riddlesBrain drum machine fiddlesOther MCs sugarspit skittlesRainbows Roy G for Giggles

    He doesnt try hard, belittlesWatch spit dry to tricklesuse sharp tongues whittle at picklesTeeth too brittle, they wanna nibble

    Birds got cures for bad cases of wigglesSide effects include they still suck but cripplesHip hop marketing stay so fickle Homophobe rap be like rubbers on nipples

    why he so noncommittal Tellem they sing like SibylHe spit it like BOO in the middle of they sigilFind me like fans and they mans stay vigil

    Eyes wide, they spotted me inside
    Like another mans bride
    No pride, tall enough rode the ride
    Rude replied, at least I tried

    I shouldve lied
    Piper pied, I provide
    Substances like cyanide
    Got it in her eye, she cried

    Leak salt, food fried
    Beak assault, dude died
    Birds fault, crude guy
    Words halt, brass fly

    Shot his ass, thigh
    Touched grass, sigh
    Noisy, yellin (WHY!)
    Coyly tell em bye

  • WΛ͒ƦƦΞΠǶΛ͒ɎNΞδ

    Yo, we laying down foundations,
    stacking up high,
    Building bases for Tiberium
    under the starlit sky,
    Ain't glamorous but it's necessary,
    gotta set the scene,
    In this world of
    monotonous routine.

  • ΞΛ͒TINDΞΛDBIЯDS

    Tap away for resources
    Map may influence base choices
    Graphics like police forces
    we got mules like horses

    Its not enough, in spit we trust
    Develop real skills to bust
    Anytime youd want attention or lust
    Ashes more tappin bust spit dust to dust

    Eatin Dead Birds wit yer words nourish us
    Flourish thus, sword spit rust
    Same as with hoes… parre…. Thrust
    Wind gust excuse us slingin pie, pocket crust

    Foundation for an architect
    Work on real life skill we select
    Play a game casual we collect
    Brain exercise for the hive mind, respect

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