Well you took a minute to write i guess it took you mind a long time to catch lighting like ben franklins kyte,I spit rhymes down to lower level dudes like you, my rhythmic rythum controls like voodo,I spit so supernatural yoy would think i was a god,when i ain't writtin i rather have you girl massage my balls,i come raw like fresh beef and believe i got heat like packs,im cold like a winter storem the way i flow over beats,im just nice, you couldn't beat me if you was kobe,when i spit you lucky charm blow up
only way you'll look good is if you and you and Halley Barry get hitched, but you still a lil bitch, you lyrically blinded- you lead the blind in the ditch
i flow so poetically you hallusinate like puffing methamphattamy(mispelled dooon't care.)

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THIS RAP SHIT IS NOT A GAME CRAZE

I GOT THE ARTILERY THAT AH RING YAH HEAD 4 DAYS

SO ONLY COME AT ME PROPER IF YOU DON'T WANT TO RAP LIKE MACE