it gotta be illegal the way i put an end to niggas that tried to muder-me/
mad scientist, put tha steel to dey brain like im conductin they last surgery/
steal they life,soul, and they future, so i guess its purgery/
after i rip this glitch, his ego denies hes heard ah me/
ima leave you with wit more holes in ya flow, than some swiss-cheese/
got ya heart poundin and scratchin more nice than a Dre beat/
skip spittin against this dude, actually ima throw it up/
if i strapped c4 to ya future, you still wouldnt blow it up/
its funny how all these no talent, weak bandits /
are drawn to this cypher like fat people and food magnets/
oh im sry, did i get personal, i didnt mean-it/
id throw u a punch, but im afraid wont see-it/
catch my drift? elavate then holla back/
if i put a gram in ya hand, ya punches still wouldnt be crack/

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Proud OYD member again . <------- That is whassup