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in stances-i-fight sending lefts-and-the-rights
accept-that-im-nice while most rapper press-in-a-bite
lyrically dope its like im having sex-with-the-mic
the best-when-i-write dark an sinister like i dressed-4-the-night

i'm the best-when-i-spit the rest-just-all-shit
my test-to-fall-quit with worse stress-that-malls-it

i need to exalt-from-my-lines finish u with a bolt-from-my-mind
it's all ya fault-in-one-rhymes u losing hair like i malting-a-shrine

fallin short-on-the-time i send shocks-like-thunder
while im hot-like-summer girls just drop-nice-numbers
tryin to get-in-these-pants big so i quicken-their-chance
my writtens-revamped to show yall how my livings-enhanced

hailin down-from-the-mob stand up put the crown-on-ya-god
i'm gone be around-so-them-sods all flee the sound-of-my-gob

oh shit i mean i'm lyrically-gifted spiritually-shifted
physically-lifted up past the rest i literally-listed
as the greatest

lightin mental-bongs as i pencil-songs
the fretful-long to be accepted in the pretzeled-dawn

an i dont have-to-know cause the fastest-flow
comes spontanious as it pass-my-throat

im a damn-beast-with the way i slam-these-kids.
leave em spammed-meat-with the same hand i slap-beef-with
they just cant-beat-this with their ass-weak-scripts
they could have-sweet-gifts but still cant-meet-this

arguments on this site are about as aggressive as canned-beef-is
u cant-teach-this, my punches'll leave a man-teeth-less
toothless, the proof-is? all in the smoothness, for me to prove-it is useless
dont blink.. i move-quick, one punch'll "clean out ya teeth" ... like a tooth-pick

i'll have to ruin-ya-run this i'm doin-fo-fun
screwin-with-dums crosshead like u-into-scum

shyt fakin-is-bad but then again hatins-a-fad
on the datans-so-sad i be makin-me-mad

i throw two bars, n they go too far, in the air, right over mars,
so when they land too hard, it's only 'cause they were thrown too hard,
so if you try to catch em, theyll leave you wit broken arms
so bizarre, causin so much harm, its as if they wrote in scars.

im a rhythmatic exortionist passin cats that move slower than tortoises
thinkin up morbid shit, while sippin on drinks mixed stiffer than rigormortis is
fact is i got flows so hot there forcin kids pores n shit to morph n twist
demanding obedience weilding sword n fist, the cypher champ here, whos board is this?

The board is mine, so get out and close the door behind/
Sure your rhymes are ill but they're only a fourth of mine/
I won't deny, you got multies but it couldn't have been written worse/
Cuz yer lines are stretched like lhabias after givin birth/

please fucking allow this fool i can see he is truley in need of a slap
dont want ppl lookin at his eyes cos he's off his nut on weed an the crack

I fight ninjitsu, explode with nunchucks and ninja stars
Think ya hard? im sticking 20 inch needles in your arms.........

xplosiv-people who know-we-equal flow-to-beat-u
so-we-evil the popo-will-freak-to my hoes-be-my-fleet-too

my hated-state is stated-late copped negated-mate
created-fate that was once me i now rated-opaque

lol i dunno

Smoking cigars, jacked a nigga ride from an open garage
Slapped a nigga wife, cuz I thought the hoe was a brawd

Hiding dope in my socks, street niggas know im in charge
The glock I load it and charge, still killin from multiple bars

the dope-in-my-socks ropin-my-glocks to my hand tokin-the-lot
provokin-the-cops i'm strobin-so-hot i have a seizure explodin-with-pot

i'm fully charged-n-ready starved-them-steady kept my guard-stayed-deadly
to far-sprayed-said-me my shyt to dope to finish my line already...