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IP:
Aight check it..
You Irrelevant, And A Pestilance, Now Im'a Destory Your Existance With No Resistance
Inflictin' You With Damage Equivalent, To Mythological Creatures Hauntin' Your Wishes
I'll Clog Up Ya Capalaries, I'm Dropin' One-Thousand Pound Mallets Like I Was The Judiciary
A Pure Ressurected Revolutionary, That Promtly Decomposes Your Optical Sensors Visonaries
I Cause Excruciatin' External Torture, using My Flows As A Lyrikal Torcher, Make You Smolder
Crack Ya Shoulder, My Lyrik's Boulder's, Like Gravity Holdin' Down Enough Wieght To Make Your 'Dome-Sore'
You Yourself, And Conjured Enough 'Street', To Block The Continuous Punches Im Spitten' To Save Ya Health
I Transform'd This Ring For You Into A Livin' Hell, I'll Single Handedly Retire Ya Pen-And-Paper Back On The Shelf
I'll Leave You Shifted, For Even Thinkin' You 'Gifted', Your Whack-Ass Verse Is Simplistic, And I Just Ripped It
Use My Mind To Decimate Ya Vision, Use My Infared Beam's To Take You Out With My Perfect Precision
uppin for your verse
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