AAAAAAAAH.....

Class Sic....Destroyin Kids from Detroit to Cali back to da NYC....Stompin Ya'll Out
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Eeast gets showed, its ok he's from da d he's accustom to gettin throwed and bowed...
fuck da street ya claimen leave blood splatter from here to seven mile road.../

spit slivers dat penetratin most, fuck in da detroit river ya rhymes couldnt float...
cutcha from ears to ya throat, fuck ya vest put on a bullet proof, pants mask and coat.../

stop check dis fine shit, he cant see me, he punchen air, dats why dis a blind spit...
Murder city, kid stomps on a bug claims he's affiliated wit crime shit.../

I mold kids with verbal skills, thats why east becomes my hand-made-fan.../
wit a knife at hand, leave him wit so many cuts he could sponsor band-aid-brand.../

I mean wit clubs and thugs you couldnt manage to beat-me-g...
claims he's street cuz he just picked up da 8 mile D-V-D.../

Fuck what ya say small town boi, claim detroit what he reps...
like da bitch is a mile, he barely fifty steps.../

verses destroyin strictly killen is my motivation, cuz my verse gets you hatin...
ya screwed even rodney king couldnt get ya ass out dis sticky situation..../

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