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You attempt the impossible, when u step 2 the cardinal, a rap genius so sick I live in the hospital/
A audible verse, even in text theres no stoppin em, flow is a ball and Im Todd Pinkston i stay droppin em//

Stay in ya place....ya flow is pointless, this battle aint a contest, I won with a ace/
Like Mase seek sum soul salvation, cuz my flow is Amazing yours is just a disgrace//

My flow hit'chu and knocks ya sandals off, I stop ya shitty flow like charmin tissue, damn u soft/
My pistol got handles, so dont get ya ankles crossed, cuz when my shells hit'cha, u gonna start bleeding ragu sauce//

And u gotta~be a fool if u thinkin u stopping~me, I'll deprive u of this win, nothing short of a robbery/
U probably got faith in ya flow, think you're a prodigy, but agaist me, u wouldn't have a chance in hell if u played tha Devil's lottery//

Me and u are total opposites, nobody wants to hear your flow...yet they say my flow is def/
Whats worse, u diggin a bottomless pit, going nowhere, while my flow has actual depth//

aight lets get dis shit going

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~WE from P-H-I-L-A.~