badder then average reattacking with savage
flacid slapping of lips together at a rapid rate
to smack ya face fascinate retract the faith
you have in yourself this bastard is held
to high standard whenever a rhymes handling
a blind vandal of sorts rhyme animal morphed
whenever a verse is constructed certainly roughest
punchs working with substance, unmatchable
the ravenous tactic patterns of madness
enacted in rapping fashioned and crafted
for slapping a whack has been to back when
he actually had been, my immaculate status
is embedded in depth to the head of any
bet settler ready to test my connectivity
of many lines to meddle and test me lets see
you gotta be beyond basic.. go on say shit
get your jaw caved in and a saw blade em-
bedded into your softened esophagus
stopping this isn't possibly an option kid
got me? i'm godly even coughing and dropping
harsh hacking sounds my raps are bound
to have you whack clowns backing down
to the attractive wild rapping style of rough
rugged un fucked with substance erupted
just above destructive, better? none exist
alotta kids like to talk shit with running lips
saying my stuff is shit and i'm a bitch...
its like getting lucky on a blind date because kid
you really don't know who you fucking with
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