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    <title>Gaia: The Freestyle Zaadz File - General freesftyle - Just bragging. again...</title>
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    <pubDate>Tue, 20 Feb 2007 13:33:22 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Just bragging. again...</title>
      <author>http://ultimaut.gaia.com</author>
      <dc:creator>Carl</dc:creator>
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&lt;p&gt;      I&amp;#39;m the most fiercest lyricist with the potential of an empirialist that ever gone walk this planet.&amp;nbsp; Shaking the granit beneath me with every step well planted I&amp;#39;m an amazing peep yo.&amp;nbsp; My&amp;nbsp;appearance is&amp;nbsp;dazing from head to toe, I gleam profession.&amp;nbsp; The impression that I leave after confession is like Jesus&amp;#39; session after resurection!&amp;nbsp; I&amp;#39;m my own collection, a style of my own breed cause I planted a seed and watched it shoot out into the blue space above.&amp;nbsp; My addiction to love insisted that the twisted values I use to invest have a contest against the best of what I know cherish.&amp;nbsp; Well those old things did perish cause I understand now that when you work behind the plow to make a brighter tomorrow, their&amp;#39;s much less sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freestyle long as a mile,&lt;br /&gt;MC Masta Chinn &lt;/p&gt;

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