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Big Proof, rest in peace dudey, we love you
We just wanna keep makin' you proud
My life is trapped in these lines
That's why I'm packin' these ****
I got a rap I ain't dyin'
That's in the back of my mind
Got a **** made of iron
Can't relax on this grind
Bendin' over backwards for these slackers
'Til I'm snappin' my spine
Natural high I gotta focus
On these bogus poachers
Lookin' over my shoulder
Proof get it poppin' like show'd a hold up
We nothin' but soldiers
Slow up
This car 'n it's loaded
Roll up

They beef 'n we leavin' 'em ***ed up
If Em say it I spray it
If he will it I **** it
We kilpatrick 'n ill it
Yo Detroit, know I can feel it
Will at this **** on my waistline
At war we don't waste time
Blow up magic can't take a punch
And fifty can take 9
We got schoolcraft
Here at the seven-eight and Dexter
I'm up 'n holla spendin' dollas
Ain't feelin' no pressure
Yes suh', ya texta' is ****
Bet'chya ya flinch
When Proof ***ot up they crew
And wet ya whole clique

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Webernet is a MIDI/Text-to-Speech/Experimental artist who is always angry. He completed his first EP, Fuck Things, in like 4 days and completed his second, lol, many weeks later after multiple delays. Then he released IT'S THE NEW AAALLLBUM after more delays. In the middle of the writing sessions for his next MIDI album, he wrote and recorded his first real-sound noise album, Bring the Noize, in a few hours and released it early morning on April 12, 2009, followed by a second, Necropolis, the very same day.

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