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Pot(Prod. Jermz)
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Space Flow
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ill at this, a lyricist ,controlling ur mind like ventriloquist.
thoughts prevail, infiltrate the brain cell,witz rock the bells, like LL, It ain`t hard to tell , rhyme renegade, pick up the mic swing swords like samaurai , look into the eye , of my cream pie
hootin n hollerin. diggin in ya skin like collagen.
my skillz sick make em vomit. bomb atomic. its catastrophic. spittin scriptures
im a prophet.
ur a pagan. RIP Carl Sagan
Destroy the competition, in all jurisdiction, the games lackin bounce, blown suspension
y'all swagger penny pinchin
my style im always switchin
ya teeth missin need dentures, rap adventures i ur tour guide so just listen to horse power like a piston not really in to dissin only kikn mad wisdom
crowd moves to my choice of words. ruin ya ego with my verbal slurs. came to beat me? you'll be the first, second and the third. Step to me, ull see how learning hurts.
or worse, ill slap u with space jam.
Come at me with garbage, i'll put u n a waste can.
rappers buyin whips and lookin fly.
But eating mccy ds, barely gettin by.
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let's b honest I'm hooked on Ebonics
after drinkin gin n tonic, unsober rhymes, how ironic , haha he sound demonic,
hip hops at risk from breakin it's hips
dr Witz here to fix all that shit
the game is embarrassin, der Witz da illest, no comparison
ur ears are like condoms n I'm wearin them
what are u afraid of, what am I made of? Witz all luv, luvn u why u wanna break up
a lost lion still on the prawl, looking for happiness in the now, I growl for the fact that I must go back on the prowl
cut the crackin loose, oops way early
Witz surely is ready to bounce, like crackhead wit a ounce of angel dust
tricker treat on the beat, I'm under ur bed when u sleep, stop being selfish
monsters need to eat, ur wife could use sum skeet, from a big dick bastard, after ur chick, tell her to run faster
da jogging joker , blogging smoker, flogging poker of da jello jiggle, pop lock in wiggle, jiggly puff, purple stuff ticke, spittin sicker dann anemics wit sickle cell disease, lyrics is so cold, u finna sneeze
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Dylon Dylon Dylon
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Der Witz San Francisco, California
Young deviant born in Oakland California, started rapping in Hamburg Germany Under the name of Der Witz. In Germany he travelled to more than 10 countries rapping the whole time. Moved to San Francisco to Get a BA degree in Marketing from San Francisco State. Then moved to Los Angeles to push his rap career and begin acting. Der Witz Loves ice cream, women, Pokemon, playstation, and philosophy. ... more
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