Who Am I?

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    Who Am I?

    I'm so confident but my flow compliments what evea I say with no consiqence, so just honor it you dudes are so imcompitent, I'm the best with no common sense, I strong arm the mic with common strength, I dominate the game you ride the bench, I'm focus now my flow is wild, I spit the dopest sounds, you can't slow me down, I came to expose you clowns, I'm patrollin the grounds of your local towns, give me a pin and a pad and it's goin down, see I don't talk much, I'm on a tour bus, with about four sluts that all look gorgous, lesbians so they all touch, who looks the best that's a toss up, I'm so lyrical, Neva keep It subliminal, so hop off my gentials, I write raps like my art here's the visiual, and I don't think you guys want to get physical, I don't bite off dudes I'm to original, I walk to a beat so call me a general, I flame on the sheet I'm at my penical, so if it's beef you will get beat into a critical, condition don't put yourself in that position, you see Daddi Dixon is on a mission, truth be told I'm not missin, yea my flow is to tariffic, it feels like I put on a clinic when I'm spittin, I'm visious my flow is sickin.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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