I'm Rifle-Packin ,While *You Elevation* Is Retards In Cycle-Action(Backwards)
So What Me *Leave Ya Head Spinnin* More Than Ya Avatar Of Micheal-Jackson//
Ya Wreckage-Is-Burned When I Come Send My Message-Through-Words//
Battle Me? Like A *Red Headed Step Child* U Get Beat Till A Lession-Is-Learned//
The Rage Behind-This-Eyelid Will Come Battle U While I Rhyme-With-Tyrants//
The Way I *Cut Off Ya Dome And Throw It* You Call That Mindless-Violence//
Watch, This Faggot-Will-Spit-Stars, While Grabbin The Mic Gets His Magical-Dick-Hard//
Its Almost Like This Kid *Never Cums(Comes) Right* Like A Vaginal-Discharge
So Stop The Statments-Newbie!, I'll Have U *Workin Harder* Than Slaves-In-Movies//
So Kid Watch Me *Leave More Shells Around Ya Neck* Than Jamaican-Jewlery//
Another Bars Naming-The-Reply *While My Instics* Reignin-To-Seiz-Fakes//
You Know I'm *No Buisness Man* But I Walk Away With Ya Brain-In-My-Breifcase//
I'm So Fuckin Diverse-And-Rigid Watch Me In This Battle As I Jerk-With-Digits//
With A Wack Verse Be The First-To-Visit, My Bars That Leave u Berzerk-And-Twisted//

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