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Im quick with spits, like a man who lick's his lips
and come more faster than a kid who wish to piss
I diss on fits, lock fist, to untwist my wrist
0:10 is the ratio of your hits to miss
Lookin for a bitch to kiss, I dont care if her hair is nasty
Im great like Gasby, sadly it hard to pass me
They say im ghastly, fastly spittin lyrics flashy
Leavin cats trashy, have em thinkin "The Matrix has me"
Im massely listened to, on all known coast's
Furocious with rhymes 'off the top' like a drop Lotus
notice these lyrics provoke with the coldest motives
unspokive vocals that even a kid prohibs
driven with intentions, to give lyrical killins
sendin a feelin, to slice villains down like Krillin
illin on each stanza, mentions that hit millions
inventions of mind comprehensions to be looked up to like ceilings
-JOKER