Eagerly the public can't wait/
They want me to spit my shit/
before its offical release date/
Cos this is Ill and is gona b a hit/
Ya rhymes come to ya while ya masturbate/
My lyrics mysterious I stand and i sit/
Cos they seem to fuck wit ya mentally an frustrate/
Throw ya an bomb an lyrically blow ya ta bits/
I have a tenancy to leave you fuckd up an irate/
You just a piece of fragmented shit/
Blow ya head back an leave ya pupils to dilate/

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