im the top of your head,im the truth that is said/
i spit what's to be said/so my shits got u sacred/
pull out ur pen & paper..cos u the one learning from me later
nigga if u listen to my jam..u'ld en up shaking like u got amnesia/
i aint trynna feed or what..but ur spit didnt mean a word
mine be filling cups like bud..and urs be filling holes like mod
if u looking for my stucture..fuck it cos i spit according 2 the presure
my skils are like a house built on a rocky foundation..
i bet thats why u were longing to be praised outta what i mention
nigga glue ur hand to the screen..cos im trynna give u an easy rap lesson
immagine urself in the cemitery wherre ya moma gon burry you,cos my crew and i be crushing u
till u had enuff of the bursting u..then u give up saying "u the best and i honor u"
thats why im the illest that has finished u..
i aint said this to u....that....im untouchable...iight?

*lmao...wack ass verse...this aint my damn style but..i kinna rushed the end didnt type it well but immagine it fresstyled all fast

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