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This Bitch can Smack me? Please your ass, piss and shit wid whack Kaeys!
Ask me? well i'll fill yah 'Face wid Caps' like Kids wid Bad Teeth
I'm Bigger plus mah TEk Is, and i eat emcees for Diner and Infect Kids!
don't give Props tah Clones...so i'll put 'Dots tah Com' like Internet Addresses

yo i'm a maniac-at-best u mainly-lack-progress n i'm mentally-ill
my chain-reacts-confess u watchin this braniac-bus-vests i gentiliy-kill
ya memory-still fuckas lines are shady with murda call it amityville
i stab-at-ya-skill relax then hack-out-of-will call it amityville

ha shiiiit

You Expect A Spare Tec to Tear Flesh?
Never In-Vest - Bullets Deflect Bare Chest.
Scared Yet? A Spare Breath Connects to Scared Guests
Severs Their Necks - Death from the Air of a Vet.
Yes.

nice^

but see my words-are-lethal it aint absurd-i-beat-u
my words are loud i blur-the-EQ conflate stirin-beef-too
u see i see clearly as u dont know me who i be i a nerd-who-be-sued
prospur-to-see-through fake people aren't my words spur-to-eat-you
whole

This is the oldest game in the book
Can't capture me like a fish on a hook
It's like I'm running a race going 8 miles
How I'm winning is a mystery to you like the X-files

Fisher mans fishin; pulled his prize out the water
I'ma jump up n grab like I had my eyes on his daughter
I'ma a big ol' fish like a leviathan
I'm like god in here n you aint defiyin him

i flare-my-words my snare-gets-heard big like a bear-occured
in ya room under ya bed like a pedo so prepare-to-burn
not rare-but-stern about what i don't care-to-learn
my stare-will-turn people over in their grave call it there-return

they call me tretru im a beast-in-this-game
a carnivore MC who'll feast-on-these-lames.
you aint even lukewarm im da heat-2-these-flames
call me Travis barker cuz i'll beat-M-Cs-brains

see my rhymes i'm a ghost-writer
i host-fighters bodies till they dead n boast-righter
my flow-tighter then ducks ass to coast-biters
by i aint takin it fuck sumin stupid like roast-lighter

NIGGA Y YOU AT A CHICK TALKIN BOUT TAMPONS SHE BREATH THRU
ILL LEAVE HOLES IN YO CHEST LETS SEE WAT YOU BREATH THRU
YOU CAN CALL ME COLORED YOU DIRTY BITCH ILL KILL YOU AND LEAVE YOU STRAIGHT BLUE
IM A PUERTO RICAN BLACK KNIGHT AND I LOVE TO FIGHT YOU A SNAKE ASS NIGGA THAT LIKE TO BITE IMA HAVE TO DO YOU LIKE LIGHT OUT THE SKY AND STRIKE

EkomS wrote:a peephole, yea that's a hands-on-for-preview,
so i'll leave this 'pussy' bleeding...for every tampon-u-breathe-thru,

for multis, i don't even have to stay-consistent,
only reason y i avoid "the truth" is cuz i'm AIDS-resistent,

man i dunno but the chill-that-i-feel stay still-or-be-killed
i will-be-for-filled swirled OTT like a spill-on-my-thrill

see i'm the main-cat like overall votes i've sprain-facts
all fuckin hater layin-back i'm sprayin-stacks offcouse like strayed-spats

Wack rappers get attacked in a vicious manner
I bring down the hammer, smack, these bitches stammer
Come at me with your best, I'm not easy impressed
I make em queasy you'd need morphine for easin the stress

^^sick^^

i got the properties to pop and squeeze
i rule like democracy try to copy me
im on the same level as Socrates
wit philosophies that reveal the prophecy
the apocalypse
shame on the dudes poppin crys
u want change push the clutch
pop n shift
or we're goin down like Atlantis metropolis

my craze-for-embelishment is like a maze-of-elequence
i can stage-the-decodance for this amazed-true-relevance

i'm spittin-straight-rhymes false hopes shittin-hate-lines
if u cant be grittin-late-spines or fittin-fo-minds

lol i dunno towards the end i was rushin an not even payin attn

Envision a time distant from this prison of mine/
Different designs, lights in a prism that isn't aligned/
Refraction of light, actions are just a fraction of life/
An assassin despite my passion for romancing a mic/