filled wit so much hate you can see my varicose veins//
sit back and watch I`ll show you my lyrical range//
my parable stings to make ya eardrums ring//
attract certain nerves that answer to ya brain//
you can`t maintain, don`t front I know you feelin it//
you thinkin I took ya drink and dropped a e-pill in it//
but that’s the basic thrill of it//
you was skeptic, took a sample and now you wanna make a whole meal of it//
you was celibate//
ya virgin ears was mainstream, u heard me, you like, "the hell wit it!"//
you ain`t know I was nice, you need to listen when I speak//
not just bobb ya head and be a whore to the beats//
I`m recordin sum heat//
I don`t wanna have too much bass, I`ll be hoardin my speech//
impressin my peeps//
my style is so unique//
when the fire hits the streets, I`ll have it burnin ya feet//

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Lyrical Rapsody