The kid's nice on the mic
my flows tighter then a virgin dyke, aiight
a killa instinct, a ferocious bite
plus ya shit will neva shine, even in broad day light
quick wit my knuckle game, love to fistfight
I'm barely 16, but got this shit on lock
I'm not flinstone, but i'm sure to make ya bedrock
fools that act up, get thrownned off the dock
and when the crew come around, we roll in flocks
deadly, like that disease small pox
we even known to put anthrax in ya mailbox
and my itchy, quicky, finga is ready to pull the trigga
and when we done with the body, we contact the gravedigga
them lil duce-duce, is no use, our shit is way bigga
my lyrics alone solve shit like algebraic expressions
it's complex, like the smith and wesson

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the reason i eat emcees is because i'm hungry


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