This cat falls back when my lryical shots converge at ya back/
Emerge thru ya flack and pierce Nipples like ho's on a Mack/
Profound thoughts travel at the speed of spit, but yours drool like kids fixed on a tit/
Face it kid your lost like the 'Land of" Like Chaka and holly your minus the Love/
Dirty chill describes your type of skill, like sex in the cold theres nothing to feel/
Like candy barz your sugar coated lines get ate by my Phat induced ryhmes/

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FUCKA BABYLON BANDIT!!!