i'm 8 times tha 50-cent cause i've been hit wit 72 shots...
and i've been underground in tha backround ghostwriting for tupac...
who would've known, only 12 years old when i wrote hip-hop...
and wore a mechanical cube of frozen water for a wrist watch...
i've been here...I've been there...fuck it...I've been everywhere...
i've been part of tha universes grand design for assualt and battery fears...
a phobia... i'm knowin ya from tha inside out like mind readers...
physical mind walkin demon usin spiritual souls becomin time eaters...
a vision of trinities that are nailed and ready for crucifixion...
used to listen to pharoahs until they died out from pollution...
soon to be advanced more than holograms and sacrad land kings...
biblical more than mystical just to believe wat Jesus: tha man brings...
my hands wring tha blood from tha shirt I wore when i hit tha dirt...
face first before tha finger of death despites to embrace his thrist...
this is curses that equal a complete 3 diseases in tha center of...
doves that no longer carry tha message of love like fender-bender slugs...
end of hugs come when i manifest to infest ur dress like father incest...
set to arrest tha complex point of interest inside tha joints of further success...
I'm tha best echo's constantly in my dishonesty if your on to me...
if your fond of me, please believe that you'll be bonded to honor thee...
like tha rampant standings u see that seem to be an oddity...
raisin up wit no stoppin me and number one wit no toppin me...

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