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Here's a lil verse I dropped in my homie's (L7 of A.T.M) blog:


Let's remix it, being black has too many prefixes:/
"He's a menace to society!" Weed pitchin'/
Please listen, and don't judge by the color of skin/
Because the world can be changed with the brush of a pen//
So don't rush to offend, 'cause I spit the scripts sanely/
Or get the rifle to your face, call me Mister Dick Cheney!/
And you've gone insane
if you're a supporter of John McCain/
We're gettin hung with chains,
the black versions of Sadam Hussein!//
They haven't found Osama, nope..
so it's probably best to give Obama votes/
We're gonna pray and we're gonna hope/
To get him into office/
But I'm battlin snipers on the roof tryna fit him in a coffin//
It's a Golden Casket, Me and L7 holdin rachets/
Political War-fare, while George Bush is moldin' masses/
To follow in his footsteps, we need to surpass the challenge/
So November 4th, please go and cast your ballots!//

I was slated to baffle the most greatest of rappers/ Disabling hassles, and seekin out dates with disaster/ Ya'll cant relate to the master, the bastard for beef/ Fast to release in my grasps for my Bachelor's Degrees/ Classed as elite, I'm the top dog challengers seek/
I still handle the bulls is how I manage the beef/
Bring about outlandish defeats, i'm smackin you lames/
Strapped with the flames and the Bombs but I aint jackin a plane!//
You'll crackle in pain, when i cripple your spine/
Triple the grind, I bring one Fifth but I aint come with a nickel and dime/
You get ripped in your prime, so your attempt's in vain/
You think you're a hotshot because you caught a glimpse of fame//
You'l catch whips and chains and be hung from a noose/
I've searched your bunkers in groups and never found one gun in your troops!/
I dishonor recruits, I dont show em respect/
I blow with the tech, if he's curious i'l show him to death!//
I still flow with a depth that you'd call insane/
You and your dawgs are lame so in a brawl I dont call your name/
I seek war as I reach for the Hall of Fame/
And smash thru rap dudes to cause em pain//
I crush walls and frames, I'm a beast in a muzzle/
Tryna arrange a picture but nah, I aint piecin a puzzle/ I'm seekin a brother who shares my passion to rhyme/
And is past in his time with a fashion for smashin the grind//
I'm actually wise, in the verse you can see that i'm right/
But i aint gotta explain to you vermin, I dont reason with mice/
If it's beefin' I'm procedin 'cause I'm eager to fight/ And drop hot shit from atop like Eagles in flight!//
Homie, you aint readin it right! I dont hold grudges with thugs/
'Cause niggaz fizzin like detergent, bubbles and suds/ You're in trouble because, you'v stepped to the Great/ Accept it's your fate to have weapons at your neck and your face!///
16bar freestyle!! *

Im a menace but your image fake/
I been a Great and wit every sentence I create, I intimidate/
Lemme demonstrate, raise the heat when I rap trax I blaze the beat/
Like a pack of hound dogs, cats afraid of me/
I spit crazily, my flow's like a weapon to music/
Tho Im not the only dude to disrespect and abuse it/
I aint perfect but Im betta than ya'll/
Barettas and all Ima veteran, the most clever of all/
Jus accept it put a weapon to your leader/
I stop niggaz from comin hard like vasectomy procedures!// ha