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IP:
Im reading the newest issue of High Times while I write these new rhymes/
When I spit lines their War crimes fillin you with destructive signs/
Cuz my opponent Lyrical MC is whack like speaking mimes/
The higher the prize the higher I climb/
The only way you’ll win is if our voters are blind/
Some of the herbs get served with no effort/
Ya head gets knocked around then severed/
My lyrics are vicious and dangerous ya head will need stitchin/
Wondering why I act outrageous? Cuz you won’t stop bitchin/
Lyrical MC, yeah rite, let’s see how hard you can be/
By showin me your lyrical lines that proves you’re not a fake ass wannabe/
Cuz from that shit you just wrote I didn’t feel like you were tryin to diss me/
You gonna walk away from this battle crying, bitch I ain't lying/
Blaming the Visine and I wasn’t even trying/
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