ayo mutha fuckas owt herre....

most tha muthafuckas owt here dont realize/
or recognize bullshyt when they see lies//
but see-my shyt is real n u can feel me on it/
muthafucka im twice fifty...cuz i deal in hunnits//
most "rappers" nowadays can only flow to they own tune/
then git confused like a depressed kid in a circular room//
but ma flows hurtn-tha-moon blowin this muthafucka sky high/
ima git in ur face to kill u... fuck doin a drive-by//
im the almighty sorceror of delirious lyrics/
im high so much that my spirit stay lifted//
i conjure conjugates to delapitate alphabits/
im stuck in a killer's mind state n cant git owt-of-it//
a crew be lucky to pick me up dude/
but if ya think im wack... then iight.. FUCK YOU!!//
hahahahaha

holla atcha boi
~1~

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