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startin off

Im Flowin-true you just blowin-dudes couldn’t follow in my footsteps if he owned my shoes
Rip my-foes-in-two im known to leave a hole-in-dudes forgetfull bitch your just prone to lose

Its a case, N Im simply tryin to impress the Jury
As u battle against me, u Infuse mah fury
Make Mah Blows, Hit like Mah flo's,Like sno its a flurry
Rearrange ur flesh frame, so ur vision's taint and blurry
Burn ya, cook ya, Impale u and stir like Emcee Curry
Rip ya name-off the way, just to say its done in a hurry

change up the style

will never Beat me, I won, ya Future is Fore-Told
U still won’t Know if I sent u back in Time and Told U In Morse Code
a Lame Bitch, Get burned when tha Flamez Blast
Brainz Bashed, As far as yo corpse goes, Ya Framez Scrapped