quick shit
i spit dez rhymez wit articulate perscision, perfomin distinct experiments wit niggaz binnary fission// medical examinations wit triggers and knives, pushin AKs wit night vision and otha vinyl supplies//da flow leaves me like leaves frum trees and believe me dawg its as deadly as the great dead sea//i push coke, guns and ne thing dat deals wit street lyfe//im not only a g but a pimp nigga so watch ya wife//im reppin ma crew da Mathematikal Prophecies, and i enjoy bunnin niggaz as if i wuz nautcie//i take mad tokes off da lyricall blunt gettin da lyrical high, i dont only rhyme niggaz, i also pop nines//im spittin dis shit wit mo ammo den Saddamm Hussein, muthafuckas im so retarded even ma lyrics need 2 b restrained//homie if u gonna rap bout me u best watch what u say, cuz if u use da wrong words Play will take ya lyfe away//
been tyme since i spit- dis iz ma writers block muthafuckas, critique dis!
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